My roommate's "temporary" storage bin lived in our hallway for 11 months and I finally counted the days
So back in August my roommate Kayla brought home this giant plastic bin from her parents' place in Sacramento. She said it was just for a week while she sorted out her closet. That bin sat in our hallway, right by the bathroom door, for 11 months. I'm not joking, I counted. I stubbed my toe on it 6 times, tripped over it carrying groceries twice, and once I knocked it over at 2am and it sounded like a car crash. Inside was just old winter coats and a broken hair dryer, nothing urgent at all. I asked her about it maybe 15 times and she kept saying "this weekend for sure." I finally moved it to her bed while she was at work and she texted me in all caps. Has anyone else had a roommate who treats the hallway like their personal garage?