Awww man, when I first moved to Fernie… I rented a place with a guy that I worked with. He couldn’t handle waiting for the snow and he bailed back to Quebec. I had to take what I got for roommates. Now, I like marijuana as much or more than anybody else, and I keep my house clean! I just can’t stand filth where I live.
So anyways I had this roommate, and he seemed responsible for the first month or so. After he knew he could just smoke up whenever he wanted, the cleanliness factor went to shit. He would bring over really young girls and get them high while I was gone to work ( he was a student) and I would come home to a complete mess and some paranoid under aged kid freaking out in my living room. Crazy. The guy would just sit there like some kind of mongoloid while I berated him. It was like he didn’t even hear me. Dishes everywhere!!!
So this went on for a couple of months. I do forestry work and in the spring he was supposed to leave while I went off to work in camps. He actually tried to sneak back into the place while I was gone and live there for free. I had my girlfriend moving in around then and he didn’t know. He got busted. He then whined about how he had no place to go, that I was the one who always made the mess and how he was such a good guy. He actually tried hitting on my now wife!!! Creep.
So here I am in the most remote camp like 20 hours into the wilderness, SCREAMING at this punk to get out of my house! Dude I looked like a freak to my co-workers, and I would have attacked him had I been there.
The last thing he said as I got off the phone having him agree to finally leave, classic flake ” The more you know, the less you care.” What the f**k is that supposed to mean?
I am still not ready to buy a house, I bought a fifth wheel trailer and truck to travel around in style and I suggest any one else out there in the transient mode to consider the same.
Gotta love Fernie though, can’t wait until I am “home” again.
Peace Fernites, jah in the highest…
