My flatmate is sulking. we went to get curry and I suggested the fastest way to get there, I GREW UP IN THE AREA, but he wanted to direct even though he had never been there. This led to my other flatmate who was driving to get very confused. This was also my fault apparently.

Also he decided to walk his own way to the restaurant when I pointed out another shortcut. He arrived there after me and is still not talking to me. He’s so pathetic it’s not even funny anymore.

This bad mood started because I implied the old sofa that came with the flat when he moved in 3 years ago was a bit manky and we could get a nicer sofa at my work with an insane discount. I’m sorry you want to spend your wages on drugs every week when I just want a nice sofa.

I’m sorry I don’t want to live in filth and shame and be too embarrassed to invite friends and family over because you don’t want some nice furniture that I CAN BUY AT A RIDICULOUSLY CHEAP PRICE.