I understand why people do things, but I hate that they do them.
Currently, I'm in uni, rooming with a friend from hs and a random Chad that was assigned to us. He says about 50 words a month to me and my friend, but constantly changes the thermostat to 65 F or some shit, and dyes the kitchen red every 2 weeks when he and his gf make Jello. They also don't do the dishes at all.
Now I understand why he would avoid us, and everyone hates doing dishes, but his presence and actions ruin the apartment I come home to after a 13 hour day, while the others are sitting in their rooms, doing whatever. My friend isn't a model roommate, but he doesn't laugh like a baboon until 10:30 pm.
In summary, people have their reasons for doing things, but I still don't like the things they do