It seems everyone has a college horror story, and it often involves a roommate. Although my freshman-year roommate actually neared perfection, I do remember a girl on my floor who drove her roommate to the brink of insanity. Her quirks included phobias of fruit, carpeting and taking phone messages. When her roommate spilled juice in the bottom of their mini-fridge, she threw all of the food away and proclaimed the mini-fridge “contaminated.”
As a personal mental health counselor at Baldwin-Wallace College in Berea, Ohio, Susan Fee saw the same trend in the students who came to her for help.