One of the most difficult things I have ever dealt with this semester was dealing with my roommate. My best friend from high school and I decided to live together in a double. Sadly we were placed in triple with a roommate who had a very hard time getting along with us at first. She is from Hartford and has a very different outlook in life and has an extremely aggressive personality. Knowing that she would feel out of the loop since me and my other roommate has been best friends for years, we decided to invite her out with us and even play mad libs, and she was always rude and never wanted to. She had a box in the middle of the room and every morning, one of us with trip on it. But we were too intimidated by her to approach her. We spoke to our CC and she told us that we should just calmly explain to her that we have been getting hurt by her box and ask her nicely to find a better place for it.
We finally built up the courage to talk to her about it, and surprisingly she was calm about it and moved it right away, she had no idea her box came as an inconvenience to us. This taught us not to judge people by their ethnicity and background, because now we feel lucky to have her as a roommate because she is actually very down to earth and she hangs out with us a lot more often.
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