It's been six months since you first moved in with your roommate, Zachary. At first, things were cordial and friendly, but it wasn't long until the cracks started to show. It started of simple with Zachary leaving dishes in the sink, or some disputes on when people were allowed to come over. The relationship with him quickly deteriorated. He hated your music taste, and you hated the shows he blasted after 8:00 pm.

One day, Zachary stormed into the living room where you were, holding up the chore chart. He looked less than pleased. "Trash duty? What do you take me for? Come on, let me switch for another chore."

This would be perfectly reasonable, if the man hadn't tried this several other times this month alone.