A grown man came into an Oxfam while i was thre browsing the books section. He slowly inched closer to me and without warning(not that there is ever time for a warning) he let rip a loud fart! Seriously, there were very people people in there but It was enough for me standing less than a foot away to hear. That was revolting! Being ever-polite, i stole a glance at him and then slolwy turned and left him to marinade in his own...er scent
Isn't the protocol to hold it in though I mean how rude was that?

As if that wasn't enough, the landlord had to scold my flatmate for his bad behaviour less than 24hrs after arriving. It had nothing to do with me, lest you think i'm a she-devil!. He apparently left something boiling on the stove the whole night and the landlord(understandably) was livid. He could have burned the house down. I helpfully told the landlord about the incident recently where he left the iron plugged on while he went away coz he hadn't paid the electricity. I only realised after making sure we were back in the black when i saw the light go on, on top of the ironing board cover. Landlord asked me if I told him what he'd done. Of course I hadn't. He wanted to march on and tell him off again but I begged him not to. Give him a week, i sad to him. He (flattie) is now sulking like a little boy) but i guess it's because he can't bully me anymore and won't get way with a lot of the stuff he was getting away with).

Incidentally the landlord knows exatcly what's been going on, we had a long chat about it. He is going to sort him out(i hope), he'd been warned and so when he aske me a direct question I had to be honest. Ironically, Flatmate told him i am the best flatmate. I am wonderful, he couldnt ask for better. Do you wonder why?!:p

I went to a barbecue which i wasn't too sure about because it was going to be much older people/couples. I was the odd one out and so was KV who is the hostess's hairdresser. He's in his 4os but he is gay and we get along well so we were able to chat. The host was in the kitchen preparing something while the rest of us were in the living room, and he just started farting as well. I mean there he was, with food all over the place and his wife kept telling him to stop farting. Eventually he was burping as well and she laughingly said "he's coming out at both ends"!

Now that is what I call "truly bad behaviour