Like, I can deal with drunk adults now and then, but not drunk bratty children that I have to babysit.
Living with too many people in general is awful. I don't think I want to live with anyone under the age of 30-35 ever again. (And women only from now on if possible.) It's seemingly impossible to find a group of people who are a.) considerate in general b.) clean up after themselves (I am SO TIRED of having to deal with roaches because everyone leaves food and crumbs everywhere) and c.) actually take care of their pets beyond the absolute bare minimum. I always end up being the one picking up the slack.

People over 35 are are still shi tty. There's no magic age where they just switch. If you're an inconsiderate slob at 20, you're gonna be an inconsiderate slob at 40 and beyond too, you'll just have less energy. People do tend to mature and start to realize that the world doesn't revolve around them though and then they adjust. I've seen that happen to a lot of my friends, and they've gone from being complete *******s to being warm loving human beings I don't mind hanging around with.

Well, obviously, I know there's no ~magic age where people just switch. "People do tend to mature and start to realize that the world doesn't revolve around them though and then they adjust." As you said. So I'd still rather live with older people in the future so I'm a bit less likely to deal with a bunch of loud messy goblins who expect to be cleaned up after by the nearest woman.

I blame their parents.

Yeah, me too partly.

I mean you don't have kids yet so you have mom instincts that are going to waste.

The buck has to stop somewhere.

Lookin at you Society and Social Constructs.

The buck stops with Mama Chio.

*leaves dirty dishes in sink*

Not entirely; two of my roommates' cats (and an outside cat who lives near me) are so attached to me that I'm basically their mother.

I'm the one who does the dishes, and I want to kill anyone that leave stacked cups in the sink.