steve kwan user experience designer

Mission accomplished

(November 2nd, 2005 - 7:56PM)

No, I didn't invade Iraq, but I was able to get rid of a biological terrorist. Kind of.

In my previous post, I discussed a conversation I had with my roommate regarding our newest addition to the house, "Saddam." Saddam moved into our house recently and basically trashed the place. Obviously, his name isn't actually Saddam - that's just an alias to protect him (or in other words, to cover my ass). Why Saddam? Because Osama was taken.

Anyway, I had a conversation with one of my other roommates about how messy Saddam is. We discussed booting him. It turns out that sound travels very well through the vents in my house; when you're downstairs, you can hear the conversations upstairs. So Saddam heard us discussing his eviction and decided to take it upon himself to move out. This was convenient, because then I didn't have to break the news to him. For anybody who says it's a bad idea to talk about people behind their backs, I should point out that sometimes it can avoid unpleasant situations.

Unfortunately, Saddam decided that he didn't have to give a month's notice and could just move out any time. I explained otherwise. "I'm not actually a tenant here. It isn't written anywhere that I have to give a month's notice," he said. I informed him that actually, it is written somewhere: the BC Tenancy Act. After a bit of verbal punching, he decided that maybe just moving out wasn't a good idea. After some stupid scheming, he decided he'd stay for the last month. So now I'm trying to find a replacement.

I'll be quite happy when this guy is out of my house. Unfortunately, now I have a vacant room. If anybody's looking for a place, let me know.