I had a Brazilian roommate who was here for about four months. Even though we met on Craigslist the guy was pretty cool. Being Brazilian he knew how to cook all sorts of food, he was always in the kitchen. Eventually he had to leave and go back to Brazil, so my other roommate and I found another roommate on Craigslist. He was Chinese; spoke bad English and kind of fresh of the boat. But the guy paid his bills on time and was pretty low key. Like the Brazilian he too knew how to cook and was always cooking Chinese dishes. The only thing about him was that he was younger and kind of messy, leaving dishes out or unused utensils lying about.
Three months into the new Chinese roommates stay we started noticing these little fruit flies buzzing around the kitchen, two maybe three of them. We killed them and chalked it up to old trash in the garbage so we changed the garbage bag. A few days later there were two or three more. I killed them personally. And a day later more fruit flies. My other roommate checked out the garbage again and found that there was some sticky substance at the bottom. So we put the lid of the trash in the dishwasher by itself and washed that, while scrubbing the inside of the trash bin in the shower and then leaving bleach and some water in there for a few hours. Feeling confident this did the trick we did not see any fruit flies for three days straight.
I got busy getting ready for a wedding and was basically gone from my place on a Thursday through Sunday. When I came back there were more fruit flies this time six or seven and baby ones flying around. I looked in the sink and realized I had left some unfinished whey protein in a container and they were getting into the container through the opening. Using old mail I killed as many as I could and put the container into the dishwasher and washed out the sink.
The following couple of days it would seem like my roommate and I would kill as many as we could find in the afternoon or at night but in the morning there was always more. When we got back from work there would seem to be more there than when we left. There were always baby ones just flying around. We knew the trash container was fine and nothing rotting in there. I started to take precautions, we put the sugar and oat meal and cereal into the fridge. I brought up the fact that our new Chinese roommate who was often messy had a cupboard full of bags of food and exotic ingredients he cooked with, when we opened it up though no fruit flies came out. We told him of the dilemma and he double checked to make sure all of his items in his side of the cupboard where sealed securely. My roommate suggested calling the front desk and getting them to get pest control up to our apartment. I told them let’s wait or be prepared to have our place bombed and food thrown away.
By the next day now there were just about fifteen fruit flies. It was weird we’d kill them but apparently they fucked and there would be more. Another thing is they’d come after regular food and I could have sworn that they were supposed to only eat fruit. WTF! They’d even attack me as I was trying to kill them in our small kitchen. For some reason these weren’t you’re ordinary fruit flies. That day my roommate came home from work excited about an idea he got from the internet. He bought a few bottles of apple cider vinegar and put them in bowls around the kitchen. Convinced this would attract and kill the fruit flies. Hours later only one fly had fallen for the trap like something out of a cartoon, while it did seem to attract more fruit flies around the dishes making them easier to kill. The next morning same issue as if overnight more came out of nowhere.
That night we came home and at this point I was sick of the problem. They had obviously gotten into something and were just breeding faster than they could be killed, probably one of the new Chinese roommates food items.
After dinner and doing the dishes, I cleaned the counter tops and through away the wet towel. I noticed there were baby fruit flies crawling around on the kitchen floor next to the trash. For some reason they seemed like they weren’t able to fly yet, easy kills. Something bothered me about the situation. A few hours later I came back into the kitchen confused, I looked down around the trash and a few more baby flies crawling around. I was frantic with anger how could fucking fruit flies be outsmarting us? I moved the trash around to a different spot and nothing. I looked under the refrigerator thinking maybe food and dropped under there and now the flies were eating it and surviving… nothing! I looked between/ on the side of the refrigerator and it was clear as far as the eye could see. I thought about the cabinet next to the fridge where we kept mostly unused grocery bags or old blenders and odd items. I really didn’t even think that long about it I just wanted to open it just for the sake of mentally checking off an area. So without much thought or hesitation I opened the lower door. It happened so quickly, as if my eyes knew exactly what it was and it registered before my brain could respond. Like if you were watching a regular movie in the theater and somebody sliced a scene of just a cock in a random part that lasted less than a split second. You brain knows it saw a cock before you can even question if you saw a cock. It was a potato bag, but not just a regular potato bag; it was completely white on the inside and moving. It took a brief second even less than that but my mind new what it saw. They were maggots hundreds of them eating, fucking, squirming and shitting on each other. Probably a circle of life happening in that bag, on the floor next to the bag were maggots that managed to escape the bag and their babies. I’ve never seen anything like it, as if the whole bag was one huge giant maggot crapping out baby maggots. There was foamy ooze coming out of the holes. It was like seeing a dead body for the first time in your life.
As soon as I opened it I slammed it shut, letting out one of the loudest most beta male screams in my life. I was instantly traumatized nobody sees something like that without being mentally scared. I ran straight to the sink and started dry heaving. I was furious. I went to both roommates rooms and started knocking. They answered and I told them I found where the “fruit flies” nest was and for the record… they weren’t fucking fruit flies. I described to them what horror lay behind the wooden cabinet door giving both of them more of a heads up that I got. My hold body was shaking, the Chinese roommate moved quickly, grabbing the maggot bag throwing it into a trash bag and taking it straight to the trash shoot.
I got a bottle of bleach and another bottle off liquid drano and my other roommate dumped it all on the remaining culprits. It took two minutes to figure out what had happened. I knew and both my roommates knew that all my potatoes I buy are kept in the fridge (like any same human being would do). It was the Brazilian roommate, when he moved out he cleared out all his food and took his things but like an idiot liked to keep our bags apart or whatever he was thinking he kept his bag of potatoes in that lower cabinet that wasn’t being used. After he left nobody looked in there or would think of looking in there for the months it took for an army of evil maggots to breed. We both felt like dicks for blaming the new roommate. Lesson learned.