Sharing a Flat - Cloze

by Kelley Pigottt

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When it comes to sharing a flat, you have to the good with the bad. While I’m not new to this type of arrangement, I certainly always had had more good than bad, until recently that is …
I chose a flat in San Blas, located in the east of Madrid. At the it seemed that the place offered more positives than negatives. The reality was that at the time I just needed something, , so I wasn’t seeing very clearly.
Nowadays, I swiftly eliminate a potential living situation in which there is the slightest sign of something negative or suspicious. It’s also quite clear now that one must a point of taking a glance in the refrigerator; this everyday appliance can sometimes be the key to unlocking the secret of to share a roof with strangers.
However, on this occasion I didn’t have such wisdom and discovered I was to be with housemates who didn’t have the notion of cleanliness. Surely their closest relatives were pigs, and as youth these two people must have been as accustomed to filth as the average person is accustomed to eating three daily meals. This translated into regularly coming home to cooking pots with grease and pans caked in rice; the grime was enough to make a pig feel right at home. This also meant that I was to find cups and plates strewn everywhere almost as if there were four other roommates in the house, rather than the three of us. Now, I’m not particularly about cleanliness, but when I see the same plate or sauce pan a week later then I begin to get a bit touchy …
Just when I thought I’d really lost it, I walked into the house one evening and upon flicking on the light I encountered nothing but black! I tried to think of what it might be, but to no avail - the power was simply out!!
Luckily, I could still take a hot shower for the ensuing weeks, but in the end I went without the stove and lights for a total of three weeks while my had left for the holidays. In addition, my roommates had left without giving me any indication of who to call or how to get a hold of them in case of a problem. A few days into this mind-splitting experience, a piece of mail arrived which revealed an unpaid electric bill. This was just the beginning of uncovering the mystery, as I later discovered, after opening the other bills, that the two nimrods for roommates hadn’t paid a bill (electricity, telephone, or gas) since they’d lived in the place.
This amounted to nearly a year’s time and over a 1,000 euros. I finally realized that only I could find any way out of the mess, despite having not had a hand in their remarkable . So, I went to the Yellow Pages and looked up the number of what I thought was the owner of the flat. A few days later he got back to me and eventually the lights went back on. At this point I started to about the 2-month (500 euros) deposit that I’d originally given to one of the original housemates. (Who apparently had went back to his home country of Venezuela without any intention of returning.)
The owner of the flat never knew that I was living there and could have easily the money himself. However, I’d luckily thought ahead enough to sign an informal agreement with the roommate to whom I had given the deposit and so the owner respected that and after much waiting and worrying, he returned it to me.
I suppose the upshot could be to make sure to peek in the refrigerator before signing up for a new flat. Perhaps even more important is to remember to sign some regarding your deposit and try to meet the landlord, or at least hope he is as true to his as mine was.