I recently (and by recently, I mean four months ago) decided I wanted to live with a roommate again, partially for financial reasons and mostly because I wanted to combat my reclusive, individualistic nature. Enter Sharx, my politically-minded roommate who has mad lust for interior design and an under-appreciated singing voice (she can belt out Adele like no one else I know).
| via Glut with Guts--Sharx and I |
Sharx and I met when we were en diák vagyok Budapesten (students in Budapest, Hungary). We become close friends through our time abroad together and now share a quaint little 2.5 bedroom apartment in the St.Bens/North Center/Lincoln Square area, a conglomeration of a neighborhood I've really come to love.
Things are great, we share similar quirks (we once spent an entire night "practicing" our Spanish and French, only to end up laughing the entire time) and a comfortable balance (e.g., our furniture meshed well together; I cook, she bakes).
Only one thing: she's wrong.
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Personally, I'm ridiculously OCD: I like to hang things in my closet according to height length, I'm a minimalist who likes to have little to no adornments, and I wipe down my floors, by hand, weekly. I know I'm crazy, and hence why I'm probably the only one to notice minor details like the way toilet paper rolls hang. I remember seeing an ad campaign around Chicago a couple years ago positing the "great debate": roll under or over?
I had completely forgotten about it until I came across this hilarious info graphic from Current Configuration.
| via Current Configuration |
| via Current Configuration |
| via Current Configuration |
I'm totally a roll over person, and I think this crosses boundaries, but whenever I see a roll sitting under (whether in my home or elsewhere) I always change the direction of the roll. Again, I know I'm overly OCD, but only mildly apologetic.
Which way do you roll?

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