My flatmate screamed at me, threw rubbish at my door, then recorded us for being in the kitchen at 1am.
TL;DR: Three days after moving into a new flatshare in London, one of my flatmates screamed at me over a bin bag, threw rubbish at my bedroom door, and later that night tried to order four adult women to their rooms before recording us when we refused.
I recently moved to London for my placement year and into a private flatshare in East London. There are five of us in total: four women (including me) and one man, who I’ll call Tom.
When I first moved in, I only met one of the girls, who I’ll call Hannah. She was really friendly, and we got on straight away. I didn’t meet the other flatmates until my third day.
The previous tenant had left loads of stuff behind, including mouldy food taking up most of the fridge. I asked the groupchat a few times if someone could help me clear it out because I didn’t know what belonged to who, but nobody replied at first. Eventually they told me it was all the previous tenant’s, so I put it all in one bin bag.
I planned to take the rubbish out later with another flatmate, Sarah, when she got home from work. Before I had the chance, Tom decided to take the bins out himself. While doing that, one of the bags broke I assume.
He completely lost his temper. He started screaming at the top of his lungs, came upstairs to my room, threw what looked like a piece of rubbish at my bedroom door, and continued shouting at me. I was completely shocked. I apologised repeatedly and immediately helped him clean up the mess in the kitchen. Afterwards, I went back to my room and cried because I’d only been living there for three days and had no idea what had just happened.
Around an hour later, Sarah and I went for a drink after she finished work. Hannah and another flatmate, (who I’ll call Bianca), joined us, and it was actually really nice to get to know everyone properly. We came home around 00:45. Sarah and Bianca wanted to make some food, so the four of us stood in the kitchen, chatting quietly while they cooked.
After only a couple of minutes, Tom aggressively burst into the kitchen and said, “Guys it’s 1am can we be quiet, please?” We then lowered our voices and started whispering.
About a minute later, he came back, burst through the door again, and shouted, “EVERYONE, TO YOUR ROOMS, NOW!” And we just stood there in silence. Sarah just said, “We’re adults. You can’t tell us to go to our rooms.”
When he noticed none of us was moving, Tom stood in the doorway, pulled out his phone, and started recording all four of us, saying he was going to report us to the landlord. Bianca brought up how he’d shouted at me earlier over the bins and said he couldn’t keep intimidating people like that.
For context, Tom is in his 30s, and the rest of us are in our 20s. At no point did he apologise for shouting at me or throwing rubbish at my door.
We spoke to the landlord afterwards because this behaviour made all of us uncomfortable.
Being shouted at is something I find quite difficult because I grew up in an environment where that happened a lot, so having someone shout at me like that in my own home made me feel unsafe.
I’m still living here, and I’m honestly not sure how to handle someone who reacts like this over relatively minor issues.