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Input: So, I’m a college student and I live with two other people in a triple room. In our room there is no kitchen, but there is a communal one upstairs. I can’t cook and mostly uses my meal swipes, and because of this I didn’t bring my own dishes, and the same goes for one of my other roommates. However the third person, I’ll call him M, did bring his own dishes from home and stores them under a nightstand next to his bed. Now he said the dishes could be communal and because of this I would occasionally borrow a plate for when I would reheat food, or a fork, or a cup. However I made the point that we should wash our dishes immediately after use in the upstairs kitchen, something M agreed too. 

Now flash forward in time, M rarely washes his dishes and lets them pile up, along with this neither M or the over roommate; A, are particularly clean people. In all fairness I am also pretty unorganized, but I definitely value cleanliness over both of them, and M is fine with out right messes, and because of this I end up doing 90% of the vacuuming and cleaning in the room. This is annoying, but I for the most part bite my tongue. However regularly dirty dishes are left about and I ask M to clean them, eventually I stop seeing them left about so I assume everything is fine. Now at some point I’m getting a dish to reheat food, and M tells me that that dish is actually dirty, and I find out that over the last few weeks I have been eating from dirty dishes (in all fairness I only used his dishes maybe 5 times in those weeks). See it turns out that M had been storing his dirty dishes on a bottom shelf near his bed, and his clean ones on the bottom of the night stand, and he claims I should have known they were dirty as they weren’t under his nightstand. However since he handn’t washed any of his dishes there were no dishes under his nightstand, so I just assumed he moved his dish storage to the shelf. Both M and A found this funny, but I was pretty pissed and I told him he needed to wash his dishes and I stopped using his all together. A ends up agreeing and says that it kind of gross that he hasn’t washed them. 

I mentioned this dishes in passing over the following month, but with finals I forgot. However now a month later they are still not washed and sitting next to his bed. Now the events that follow I think need a bit of explaining, but basically I am admittedly a hot headed person and there is one point of contention between M, A, and a I: Money. A’s dad is a moderately famous architect and M’s mom pulls in close to seven figures a year, while my dad is unemployed and my mom does newsletters for a church. Because of this I am regularly stressed about money going to a 4 year university, and do experience underlying jealousy to my roommates, especially M, who gets a school year allowances of $10,000 for recreation/ food, and uses it all, mostly on going out to eat regularly. I decided to treat myself the over night and ordered a pizza because I was pulling an nighter for a final. I put my leftovers in M’s mini fridge (which he said was communal), and left for class. Now according to M I left the fridge ajar, while I am indistent that I closed it, but either way he ended up throwing out my pizza because he believed they would have gone bad. (I should note that M and A have a history of leaving uneaten pizza out and I have yelled that them for this claiming they could get sick, but I have never thrown it away without asking, and normally they leave them on A’s desk which is directly across from my bed, which leads to my bed stinking of pepperoni, and being someone who keeps Kosher, it only makes it grosser for me. However door ajar or not, my pizza as in the fridge). Now I’m pissed about this, and I’m even more pissed because M ordered a new Pizza for himself while I was in class. He does offer me some, but it’s pepperoni so I decline. However I rarely have the money to go out to eat, so the fact that 20 dollars worth of pizza and breadsticks was tossed just puts me in a bad mood. 

And that’s what leads us to today, maybe it was the pizza incident, or just me being exhausted from finals, but it’s been over a mo Th since my roommate has washed the dishes, and they are still piled on his bottom shelf next to the bed. I ask him to wash his dishes, and he says he’ll get to it next WEEK, after finals. I loose my shit and tell him to wash them and it’s disgusting. M says they are his dishes, and we haven’t got bugs, besides I can’t see them from my bed (I can), so why does it matter. A agrees that it’s disgusting, but he also says it doesn’t matter. I again say it’s disgusting, and since M was playing video games last night he clearly has time to wash the dishes. He once again says he’ll get to them in a week, and that he needs to work. I end up grabbing his dishes and tell him I’ll go wash them, and he once again asks why it matters. I don’t know why, but I loose it and I tell him that I’m not going to continue to clean up after him and I’m throwing his dishes out unless he washes them right now. He screams at me that it’s his property. But I mean he hasn’t used them in weeks and they hav built up gunk, I also don’t say it, but like he has money to buy new dishes, so if he isnt going to care for the ones he has he can just get new ones. M calls me an asshole and again says it’s his property. I mention the pizza which he claims is an unfair comparison. He ends up angerly taking the dishes from my arms and takes them upstairs to th kitchen. He comes back a minute later, so I can assume he hasn’t washed them yet, and hasn’t talked to or A since. 

Sorry for the long post, it’s my first time posting here, and I’m not much a of a writer, so I don’t know what is necessary information or not, but AITA? 

threatening to throw out my roommates dishes