Could not have put up with Romeo
If every time I came home at the end of a long day I had to run the gauntlet of Romeo having to make small talk in that emotionally needy Mystical-Fisher-King-Homeless-Guy way I would have found somewhere else to live, anywhere. I know, we're supposed to think how wonderful and nice and mystical he is in contrast to all the *beep* on the show, but he's still getting in people's personal space, getting between people and their home, their front door. He's still making people have to be polite and chat with him every time they come to the apartment and when they try to go on their way he keeps reengaging them and asking for more time. I could not have that at my home which is supposed to be my refuge.
Maybe it's because when I was in college I had so many homeless men follow me, yell things to me every time I walk by, loiter around and try to start up conversations and then ask for money or say some crazy thing to me (like in my first year of college a guy who hung out half a block from my dorm would follow me and tell me how easy it was to make a bomb and that he knew where to get all the ingredients) and when you're really young you feel such a strong pressure to be "nice" and "polite" to people that street people take advantage of that and keep bugging you and engaging you when you've made it clear you have to get going.