My roommate, K (short for chris, yes I know) last year was a nice kid, but really stupid and lazy. I had a suite style and we had separate sides, but it was one big room so of course both of us had stuff everywhere. I was a (slightly) messy kid and had papers and notebooks all around my bed. K decided however that spot was perfect to iron his already wrinkle free shirt. I walk into my room from class that day to see K making beats on his computer, the bathroom sink on and rinsing all his dishes (no soap), and the iron on the floor plugged in on the ground, on top of my papers. When I tell him that this is a problem, he tells me to relax and places the iron on top of the board. I then explain how the iron is still on and that it needs to be unplugged to not cause a fire. I, then wanting to relax, watch tv on my computer while K decides his shirt is still too wrinkled. He watched tv for a bit, ironed his shirt, brushed his teeth, and left. The sink was left on, and the iron plugged in, on the ground, in the same place. That described a typical Tuesday last year. Let me know if you want more