Just like I work part-time and go to school part-time, I live at home with my parents part-time and live with some friends/coworkers part-time. When I work a night shift then a morning shift early the next day, I stay at my friends house. If I'm off a couple days in a row, I go home to my parents. If I'm going out with my coworkers, I stay at my friends house. If I have school or exams the next day then I go home to my parents. If I work a night shift and am too tired to drive across town to my parents, then I stay with my coworkers.
My parents house is home, it's where I grew up and where I have my roots; but my friends house is home 2.0, it's where I have tons of memories, blurry nights, lost of laughs, and life-long friends. At my friends house it's two guys and a sister of one of the guys, but everyone in our group of friends (that's pretty much all of our coworkers) consider me a roommate. Especially because I spent most of my summer living with them; it was three guys at the time, one moved to Seattle and H, B's sister, now lives with them.
A quick intro on the guys: Let's call them T and B, for lack of better nicknames and laziness to come up with better nicknames. T is the one in the middle of the picture below, he's from Massachusetts and when he drinks, or is pissed or tired, he can't pronounce his r's. I've also considered marrying him on the simple fact that I'll never go hungry since he's a great chef at the restaurant I work at. And B, he's from Ireland and by the time I study abroad (in Ireland) he and his sister H will have moved back to Ireland. B has never learned how to drive and turns into a red tomato every time he stays in the sun longer than five minutes. He tends to speak Gaelic when he gets blackout drunk and H is as short as I am which makes me immediately love her!
I've learned a lot living part-time with these guys, but instead of listing an endless list ranging from how guys stop using the "pull-out" method after they hit 30 years old (one's almost 30 and the other is mid 20's) to how they don't label their food but everyone knows who's food is who's, here's the first ones I could think of:
- Social media likes: They're actually interested in their instagram and facebook likes. They may not be checking it every
few minutesso often as us, but they are definitely interested and surprised by how many likes they get on their pictures!
- They're as comfortable being naked with each other as girls are with other girls! I can't even count how times I come home (2.0) to find these guys in their boxers, in the middle of the day, on the couch, in their rooms, cooking, cleaning. Oh and they, when they're drunk, always talk about how good one-another-looks naked.
- They're up-front about guy advice. Any time I need guy advice, they are completely straight up about it, tell you how it is and not care if you're feelings are hurt. Wait, no, they do care about your feelings but they'll give you advice without beating around the bush, or your feelings. For example: my question was what does it mean if a guy you used to date, but you don't talk to anymore, liked your instagram picture? Answer: he wants to tap that but not date you. No feelings hurt there (well, yes by the guy I date - not by the friend).
- They like dressing up too! Some guys just wear a pair of jeans and a t-shirt or dress shirt, okay most, if not all guys wear that when they go out, but they have specific t-shirts/dress shirts that are for going out. For example: A few of us (roommates and coworkers) went out to the beach, after a while someone suggested we head to a bar. Almost everyone said yes, except for the roommates, they'd rather run back to the house and change into a different t-shirt.
- Bro Nights! I seriously doubt they call it that - they totally should - but just like I have girls night with Kalani and N every Sunday night to watch OUAT, T and a few other friends get together which ever night Sons of Anarchy is on.
- Guy roommates teach you self-confidence. In all honesty, I'm fine when I don't wear make up. I'm not as confident as when I do wear make up, which is pretty dumb considering I don't wear that much makeup anyway. But living with them, having them see me without makeup, in my pjs, with a top knot and not treat me any different, make a face, or say anything that has to do with any of the three listed above, make me realize I'm better than fine.
Living with guys has definitely been the complete opposite of what I thought it was going to be. I thought they would be messy, annoying, stinky, loud, and challenging over all. Turns out, their loud...and that's about it from those above. They're genuine, caring, domestic, and loud.
And I'm more then happy to live with them for as long as they let me.