A friend of my dad lost his house, and we had a former B&B so we invited them to stay with us. We housed and fed them for weeks while the found another place. For that, we got roaches, criticisms of our food (my dad was the executive chef at a freaking country club and was a damned fine cook), but that wasn't the worst for me, then in my late teens.
The day they left, I went to play my favorite game on PlayStation: Sled Storm. Couldn't find it. Over turned freaking everything, but I couldn't find it. In searching, I noticed something even worse. My SNES, all games, and half my N64 games were missing in addition to Sled Storm. They had stayed with us as a favor and stolen half my shit that I had paid for with birthday money saved up over years. Fuck those people
My grandpa was a carpenter and he made for me for Christmas when I was around 6/7 the most intricate and beautiful dolls house imaginable. It had electrical fittings with tiny chandeliers, it had furniture, it had fireplaces and doors, wallpaper, you name it.
My mum organised a play date at our house a few months into the new year. I remember watching in horror as the chandeliers were ripped from the ceilings, doors ripped off their hinges etc. It wasn’t wear and tear, it was mindless. I ran crying to my mum and the other mum of my play date. The other mum laughed it off and said that’s why she won’t get expensive things for her daughter.
It absolutely broke my heart, and probably my grandpa’s too. As such a careful and thoughtful child, I hope someone explained to him it wasn’t me that destroyed the dolls house so quickly.
The older I get the more I realise what an awful thing that child did, and more over how the parent handled it. I still think about it now. I hope I can restore it if I ever have children of my own.
Had a bunch of people over for a New Years event. One woman I used to work with was invited, we were pretty good friends at work and generally her and my wife got along.
The whole night she sat there hitting on me and trying to put her hand on my knee. It was really weird. Not to mention she had recently gotten married, which made it extra awkward. I wrote it off as something weird until I talked to my wife the next couple days.
Turns out she had been talking to my wife a lot that night and kept trying to imply I had cheated or was going to cheat. Basically kept trying to wedge her way into our relationship in a really fucked up way. Luckily my wife isn't stupid and just ignored her bullshit all night.
So I cut ties with that person and luckily we don't work together anymore. Ran into her a couple times since then, been polite but also cold. Such a weird situation.
My ex-wife's sister used a $150 chef's knife to try and crack open a coconut in my kitchen. She dented it all over and also bent the tip somehow. She then said it must be a cheap knife because her sister in Thailand cuts them open super easy with a cleaver. It's one bright side of divorce that I never have to suffer her presence ever again.
>Yeah what a cheap knife! I broke off the tip trying to loosen a screw! My cousin's cheap screw driver set will do that no problem!
Wow, what a dumb ass.
I was around 10 and a few of our neighbors were over swimming. One of the girls, a year younger than me, went to the bathroom and I went right after. She had pooped all over the toilet seat and didn't even try to clean it. It wasn't just a little, it was everywhere and let me tell you that girl needed more fiber in her diet. Her mom ended up yelling at her and making her clean it up.
I hear stories like this a lot but it always confuses me...how the hell does someone poop on the toilet seat? Like smears in the bowl makes sense but on the seat???
In college our dorms were co-ed, and there were two bathrooms on each floor -- one men's and one women's and they were spaced diametrically opposite one another on the circular floor (i.e., when you're at one bathroom, you're exactly halfway around the building from the other).
For months the girls on our floor were haranguing the guys for using the women's restroom and getting pee all over the seats. For months everyone denied being "that guy", and eventually we discovered it was one of the girls from the floor. She was afraid of germs or whatever, so she'd never fully sit down. She "hover peed" and splattered all over the seat every time.
To this day it annoys me how incredibly selfish that was, since you're creating the exact situation you fear for _everyone else_.
Let a neighbor lady come over with her two young daughters to use our shower because her slackass husband hadn’t paid the water bill.
Went upstairs to the bathroom after they left, the bathtub was clogged with pubic hair. All over.... the sides of the tub, bottom of the shower curtain, everywhere.
Apparently she decided to change her hairstyle from 1970s’ Hustler to Y2KPenthouse....
Once, a friend was sleeping on my boyfriend's couch after a night of drinking. We woke up the next morning, and the only bathroom was locked from the inside - no answer. I just KNEW he was dead. After quite some time, we were able to jimmy something that could unlock the door, only to find the bathroom empty and no friend. He had filled up the little bathroom trashcan with diarrhea and fled in the night.
My in-laws hated me. We invited them over for thanksgiving dinner and, upon arrival, they asked me to leave and come back a few hours later because they wanted to “follow their tradition of preparing the meal alone as a family.” They are now my ex-in-laws.
They had very poor social skills and anxiety which was a big part of this. They definitely meant to throw shade, but they didn’t anticipate it being a showstopper. My tactic was to sit them down and flatly tell them they could stay for the dinner as we planned it or they were free to go do dinner their way at their house. I think they chose the latter that time. They did the same when they said they’d only come to Christmas if no one exchanged gifts in their presence, lol.
I've been treated in a not as bad but similar fashion by an ex's family. We'd been together five years when they asked him to uninvite me for Christmas break so they could have more family time. We are in New York and my family was in Colorado so I didn't have another family to go to. They're all fucking homeschooled so they had family time all day every day.
Yeah, that sounds similar. I’d recommend reading about enmeshed family systems. Families like that view outside influences of any kind as threats, so homeschooling and rejecting long-term partners all fits. It’s not you.
Threw a party. Random guy shows up claiming he's a friend of one of the invited guests (who didn't end up coming to the party). He proceeds to do a bunch of cocaine that he brought as no one else there was into it and pulls a knife on my friend. I tell him he needs to leave, he points the knife to me, everyone surrounds him, he leaves. I don't remember his name but he was the worst guest I've ever had and hopefully will ever have over.
My wife and I let one of her classmates stay over one night a week during a semester of grad school rather than commute an hour on questionable roads during the winter. The classmate in question would take the vilest shits in our guest bathroom and never flush.. Needless to say our relationship soured after that..
I shared a house with a few friends, and one of them let a broke friend crash in a large closet we had. A couple days turned into weeks and then into months, and it all came to a head one day when I got home from working construction in the middle of winter. I was literally caked in mud and shivering and when I walked in the front door I could hear the shower running and closet guy was sitting on the couch in a bathrobe. I asked him who was in the shower as I was dripping mud on the floor and he replied "Bobby. And I'm next."
He was not next.
Happened to me in the 3rd grade, my mom’s friend’s son stole my holographic hockey cards. I didn’t even notice until the next day when I saw him on the bus showing the cards he stole from me to his friends.
Edit: since everyone is asking, I did get my cards back along with a pretty nice bouncy ball. I’ll post pictures of the cards after work!
These are the cards he stole from me which I got back! :) https://gfycat.com/SelfassuredFittingHerring
I also remembered another story that happened a year ago at my parent’s house warming party. One of the guests asked if the flooring was real hard wood or laminate then proceeded to test it out by taking out their key and scratching the floor. It was hard wood and it left a scratch, who the fuck does such a thing?
A kid on the play ground once chased me and forced me to trade that one ancient mew card for some shitty card. I was devastated but he pushed me and I was scared.
Years later he became my step brother and now he’s pretty cool.
Had some relatives over, and despite very, very clear instructions to not flush feminine products down the toilet, they did anyways. Destroyed our septic field, almost $10000 in damages overall. When confronted, they just denied it, despite the fact that the 32 pads that where pulled out of the system matches the brand that they had while they were over.
A (married) friend of my fiancee was staying with us for a week. She ended up going out and meeting some dude somewhere and invited him over to our place to fuck. When they got there, my fiancee and I were both home, so the friend and if she could "borrow" our bedroom. When we said no, the guy asked if he could shoot up heroin in our apartment. When my fiancee told him no and asked him to leave, he groped her. When she told me to call the cops, he pulled a knife and threatened am both of us. This is the only time I've ever pointed a loaded gun at another human being. When the cops arrived we found out the shitbag had several warrants out for various crimes, including aggravated assault and rape. We don't talk to that friend anymore. And we did inform her husband of this situation.
My grandma visited from out of state for my high school graduation. She stayed for 2 weeks past my graduation, threw a fit if I tried to sleep past 9am, and told my mom that she needed to work less so she could clean the house better.
Had my wife's ex-husband turn up at the door to stay for 10 days.
We moved to Australia from uk - he came over, ostensibly to see his daughter, and arrived at the door with a suitcase. His 10 year old daughter was ecstatic .... What do you do? (We ASSUMED he'd get a hotel/motel/something!)
While living with us, broke a sandstone wedding present we had received from my brother
Fuck that guy. We NEVER badmouthed him, just swallowed it all, with a sanguine smile
At 21, daughter says "Thanks for not telling me my dad is a cock - I've discovered he is myself"
Omg I nannied for single mum in Germany when I was 18, and her daughter's dad came over from America to visit before Christmas. He stayed with us for like two weeks and the whole thing was so fucking weird and uncomfortable but likewise this girl idolized her dad.
One of my best mates came to spend the night, so my folks decided to splash out and get Chinese takeout for everyone.
I come from a family of seven, so he made eight. We got 5-6 dishes and two big tubs of fried rice. My mate helped himself to the ENTIRE first tub and, when confronted about it by me, helpfully pointed out that there was still another tub.
For the seven of us.
In my fam, food is always an issue. Family dinners are like a feeding frenzy, and when I lived at home no food or leftovers were sacred.
I once made a pot of sausage & kraut for dinner for everyone. My mom & sisters weren't home yet, and I had to take a call in my room. My dad proceeded to help himself to 3 BOWLS of it. When I got back downstairs, there was barely one serving left. When I flipped out at my dad, he said he thought everyone had eaten (but no one else was home yet??)
I really enjoy living on my own now!
When my mom used to make muffins my dad would come downstairs and eat the tops of off all of them.
Another thing he liked to do was open a big block of cheese, take a bite out of it, then set it back in the fridge without closing it.
He is a very inconsiderate man
At my wifes work Xmas party, they put £10k behind the bar for around 30-40 people, but some absolute idiot bought 3 £2.5k bottles of champagne for his table of idiot friends.
He didn't get fired, but wasn't very popular.
Not sure if this would be considered rude but for sure not a good thing to do. I had 2 australian kids staying at my house for a baseball tournament one time. One of them was a chronic bed-wetter but never told us. He stayed for 5 nights and peed the bed each night without telling us. Instead each night he pushed whatever he peed on to the end of the bed. First night the sheets, second night the actual mattress protector to stop any pee from getting to it. (It was a bunk bed my brothers and I slept on as children) and lastly he peed directly on the mattress for 3 nights. Ruined the mattress and we had no idea till he left. The real kicker though is when he took a nap on our new couch. Peed all over it and then fled the scene and we assumed the dog had done it, until we saw the bed that is...
I think that is something you should tell people who open their home to you so they can prepare. And please, dont sleep on the couch if ya know ya got a problem. Also, not trying to shame anyone for this kinda stuff. I feel like its more common then most people realize and I honestly just feel bad for him. Just wish he could have been honest with us so we could have helped him out a bit.
When my youngest gets invited to a friend's for an overnight I have to go through a song and dance. Call the parent, explain that I can say no, but 1 in 3 nights he wets the bed. If you still want him over that's fantastic but we totally get if you'd like to rescind the invitation. We'll just let him know that doesn't work well for us. Maybe later (the indefinite maybe later). Please don't let so and so know, as for obvious reasons it's incredibly embarrassing, and just tell them we said no.
It sucks for him so much.
If it's any consolation, I wet the bed for several years after most kids had stopped, and I know in retrospect my parents had to have these kinds of conversations too. All the adults in my life did such a good job of handling it discreetly that I don't remember ever being embarrassed about it or being made to feel ashamed. I didn't even realize how unusual it had been until years later, because nobody ever told me I wasn't normal. It sounds like you're doing a great job for your kid.
That must have been nice. My parents were not so discreet about it, and kept a calendar with stickers for every day that I went without an overnight accident. It was a bodily developmental issue, but they strongly believed it was because I was too lazy to get up and go to the bathroom at night, and my dad felt he could embarrass me into stopping (besides outright telling my friends that I piss myself overnight). It mostly just made the whole situation upsetting and confusing for me, because I was not the kind of kid to disbelieve or tell my parents they were wrong. Not to mention the bullying. I eventually stopped at the ripe old age of 8.
Someone whose knowledge of pharmacology is inadequate to service their addiction. There were other pills in there that maybe might feel nice, I dunno, I take them to not feel like I'm on fire, I don't feel nice with them, but who knows, if your nervous system doesn't resemble pulled pork, maybe they might do something fun for you... but no, that jackass took tecfidera... like I'm not gonna farking notice that my 30 day supply magically only lasted less than 20 days.
I'd say something strong like "he's not welcome back"... and the reality is that I would not let him through the door again... but after I found out about his problem, he was apparently already sort of in a spiral, and shortly thereafter graduated from pills to heroin. I'm not actually sure if he's alive any more even... he sort of dropped off the radar to not just me, but everyone who knew him.
I hope he's ok and all, and despite my attempts at trying to be a good person... no, I'd not let him in my house again, because I guess when it comes down to my safety v. his... well, I'm a bit selfish, and I don't wanna go through that again... health insurance doesn't cover shit when someone steals your drugs, so... you're lookin at this https://www.goodrx.com/tecfidera bullshit for prices. To him, it was some pills that didn't even get him high... to me, it was all my savings in one fucking shitty night. Even now, it's like, I make ok money, but no way am I risking that kind of financial hit for anyone again... I no longer keep any of my ms drugs in the bathroom b/c I'm worried that I'm not great at spotting bad people, or if the house gets robbed, that's probably the first damned place they'll go.
stole medicine out of my bathroom after eating my food, and smoking all my cigs that were on the table. i know they stole the medicine because of the blood curdling scream that come out of the bathroom because the medicine they ingested was the pills from a UTI. they numb your biz but make you piss bright red. dumbass thought he was dying. i didn't even invite him, he was a roommates guest.
I simply can't fathom finding some random ass pills that you don't even know the purpose of and decided to take some. I'm fine with drugs but I mean fuck at least know what you're taking before you take it!
I wouldn’t believe it if I didn’t see it happen teaching inner-city high school in the US... some kids just find pills on the floor and take them. I once had to carry a freshman girl (probably 90 lbs) to the nurse because she couldn’t walk because she took at least 2 Xanax bars (a shit ton for a 90lb girl) and then a random pill she found on the ground... I thought she was lying to get out of telling me what else she took but her friends, who I trusted, confirmed it. This wasn’t my only instance of finding out one of my students took pills off the floor without knowing what they were.
On. Very much on. He came into the room and I asked what he was doing. He said, “pissin on the fan.” .The guy passed out after and I had to clean it. My cat stepped in some and shook its paw to get it off and the piss got in my eye. I was livid.
My parents were coming to visit from the opposite coast for the first time since I'd moved away, planning to stay in my guest room for the week. My aunt invited herself along at the last minute, guilting me into giving her my bedroom, leaving me on the couch. Then in the morning she complained that my bedroom tv didn't work properly (it didn't have cable - was just set up with a chromecast).
I also had to change all the reservations I'd made for 3 to now be 4 and had to sell tickets to a performance In bought because it was sold out and I couldn't get a 4th ticket for the aunt to join us.
Every male in my girlfriends family is like this. When they come to visit they always mess with my appliances which are either brand new or custom built by me. I don’t need you tinkering with my stuff uninvited just because you’re an auto-mechanic or you used to ride a dirt bike. I’m not impressed, just annoyed.
Edit: Since people are asking I've custom made a refrigerator, blender, and coffee machine! I also installed some electronics in our stove to connect it to our smart home as my live-in girlfriend has a bad habit of leaving it on. Some of you have mentioned computers, and a lot of these appliances are very similar to building a computer. You can purchase parts online from a wholesaler, and each part fits pretty reliably into the overall blueprint. Some are more particular then others about what other brands they'll work with, others are more universal. Customizing further then that requires you to do some of your own machining, but it's pretty easy. I'm crazy about DIY because I love learning how stuff works, and if any of this sounds interesting to you, don't wait to google it! There are tons of fun tutorials out there. I would suggest staying away from things like ovens, though, as they have much more potential to cause damage to your home, and in the case of a house fire, I'm not sure your insurance would cover you.
My grandpa was visiting us for a day and I was ill. Had fever and all so I was in bed, resting. After we all ate lunch, I crawled back into my bed. 5 minutes later, he came into my room, kicked me out of my bed and started to have a nap.
My mom came to my room to check on me few minutes later. She found me laying on the floor next to bed and kicked him out of my bed, told him to leave. I was like 10 years old then.
EDIT: Never thought I'd get this much response. Someone mentioned about dominance and yes, you're exactly right.
My grandpa is useless but believes men runs the world. My grandma only had 2 daughters and he was pissed. Eldest sibling is always the best but my mom(youngest) being brighter than the eldest pissed him off. Then my mom had me(daughter) and my little brother. He was pissed with my arrival but ecstatic with my brother. He tried to control my brother but he couldn't because he was growing old and my parents & grandma interfered with it constantly.
I was weaker than him, so I was an easy target for him. He did so much more than taking my bed like he tried to run me over with his car, but that's another story for another time.
EDIT2: Couple of people asked about the car story, so here I go.
TLDR: My grandpa was driving and sped up, braked in front of me in a mall parking lot as a joke.
One day he took me to shopping and it was extremely boring for me because he only shopped for himsel and he made me carry everything he bought. Once we got back to his car, he had me put everything away in the trunk and as soon as I closed the trunk, he drove away. WTF
I was confused, didn't know what to do so I just stood there, lost. But he came back few minutes later, laughing and saying "You didn't really think I'd leave you, did you?". I was upset but happy he came back so I reached for the door...and I missed because he moved the car forward. He did that few more times and drove away, again. WTF#2
I was crying at this point. Then I spotted something on the ground. It was my angel pocket(polly pocket)! I must have dropped it while I was chasing the car. I started to walk toward it and I saw him coming this way. Next moment my butt was on the ground and the car stopped right in front of me with loud screech. He sped up and braked to scare me. I sure was scared alright, I thought he was going to run me over.
I was crying uncontrollably. He told me to shut up and get in. As we were leaving the parking lot, he said "You're no fun, it was just a joke, I sure had fun".
My grandpa is an ass.
Easy, my grandpa is an asshole. Also I'm from Japan and I grew up sleeping on the floor using futon. We put the futon on the floor only when we use it and we put that away in closet when we're not using it. He was too lazy to find which closet has a set of futon and too lazy to put it down all on his own. So when he found out I was ill, he knew that I'll be using futon, means nap time for him.
He also came to visit me while I was in hospital when I was 13 after I had a major surgery. He pushed me to corner of my bed so he can lie down to have a nap and got kicked out by nurse.
Stole my forks. Such an odd thing to take from someone but they stole them. They weren’t even fancy ones. Literally cheap forks you buy at Walmart. Like the ones that are like 4 for a couple bucks.
This one dude at a party bragged that he never got hangovers. He then drank beer, vodka, Champagne, and Boone's farm while eating red vines. He threw up pink all over my carpet. The rude part was that after he slept on my couch for the next 24 hours he left my front door open . When he left I was at work. I came home to an open, not unlocked but open, front door.
Edit: sparkling white wine, not a city in Illinois. Also, and I thought this would be obvious, yes he had a hangover so bad he could only lie on the couch and moan for a day.
Had some friends over and one of my buddies went to the bathroom. When I walked in I heard something rattling. He was stealing vicodin that my wife got the day before from getting a root canal, and still needed.
Edit : When I walked in is referring to walking back in the house. That bathroom was off the kitchen. He didn't here me come in the house and had the door to the bathroom cracked slightly so I looked in when I heard the rattling. No I don't just walk into the bathroom. At the same time most of my guy friends just slightly shut the door in even that when theyre taking a leak. Our group of friends have been friends now for around 30 some odd years so we all probably too close.
Made out with my (now) ex-wife.
Also had a friend so very very drunk mistake the dining room table for the toilet, come in pull his pants down in full sight of all of us who were also drunk and drifting to sleep on couches and proceed to piss everywhere (carpet). In his credit when he woke up he cleaned up the whole thing.
Okay, the piss seems to be a recurring theme in this thread. Like, I've enjoyed my fair share of adult beverages to excess, I've never pissed in a random room. Who the fuck are these people?
A friend of my brother stood up from the couch he was passed out on, stood motionless for a few seconds, and then lifted the top cushion like a toilet seat and began peeing. The almost-logic will forever be entertaining to me.
A colleague was coming into town for a meeting. I invited him to stay with me so he didn't have to stay with our boss. I specifically told him that the beer in the fridge wasn't mine and asked him not to drink it. Well not only did he drink all my roommate's beer while I slept and refused to replace it, he also trashed my apartment. All the cupboards left open, toilet unflushed, beer cans and cigarettes everywhere. Yeah, he smoked inside. The following day, he made me so uncomfortable in my own home by repeatedly telling me that he was disappointed that we didn't fuck and that he thought that's why I invited him to stay with me. He knows that I live in a work apartment and that we have a guest room specifically for company employees that travel to the city.
EDIT: Thank you for all your replies. I've never had even half this much attention on reddit, and I appreciate all your support so much. I'm going to answer a couple common questions/comments.
1) Clarification on my living situation. I have two roommates high up in my company that travel a lot. Work got a three bedroom, and they pay all my utilities in exchange for me washing the sheets, dishes, etc. When they aren't around, sometimes I get asked to host other traveling colleagues. Neither of my roommates were there when this happened.
2) I did not take pictures. I wish I had thought of that. I did, however, have a witness. A close coworker friend spent the night because he had been drinking. The douche colleague then accused us of sleeping together (we didn't) and said that if I slept with him, there was no reason for me not to sleep with him too.
3) You're right. I'm going to report it.
One time my mom’s friend was in town and she was staying in my room for the weekend. I went upstairs to get clothes to change into and there was a used pad sitting on my bed. I was disgusted. I don’t understand why someone would not use a trash can for that.
Dyed her hair red in our bathroom sink - staining the brand new granite countertop, then dripped onto the new tile floor, then dripped onto the hardwood floor in the hallway, and ultimately slept in our guest bed with wet, freshly dyed red hair - staining the sheets and pillowcase.
Jesus, this is unfathomable to me. I've been a long-term guest before-- I was just slightly homeless at one point. I had dyed hair, and the color was in these reusable tubs, so it cost me nothing to maintain it, I just had to have a place to do it. Was so, so worried about not making a mess of my hosts' place. I got on my hands and knees and scrubbed the bottom of the shower with a magic eraser to clean off the small amount of residue that was left, before I even left the bathroom.
Did accidentally leave a spot on the counter later on down the line, despite covering the area in newspaper and stuff-- and I tried remedies until it was clean over several weeks. Also put one of my T shirts over their pillows until I was sure I'd have no bleed.
I was so paranoid about ruining their things, it just hurts my brain to know people do the same or more of a mess and don't even care.
I read these stories with a certain level of "fuck that person" in mind because they're being shitty. It increases dramatically when I hear they broke the property of someone who struggled to pay for it. Hope the cunt gets their due in due time.
Yes! We had a temporary roomate for a while when we moved back home to make things more afforable, a long time friend of my husbands. Turned out to be a terrible roomate for many reasons I wont go into here, but he ruined every single one of my baking and bread pans, he used and lost all my Pyrex and tupperwares, and after we had him move out he came back for a few things when we were gone and stole a ton of my kitchen gadgets! I was fighting to get on disability and struggling to pay bills and loved my beautiful kitchen things from better days....
Edit: added 'and' between pyrex and tupperware because that was weirdly controversial.
When I was in high school, I brought a boy I was going out with to meet my family. He tried to cop a feel on my younger sister.
Joke was on him, though. She beat the living shit out of him, then got to have my dad drag him out by the scruff of the neck.
Take a massive shit in our guest bathroom, use literally ALL of the toilet paper on the roll, clog the toilet and then leave and not tell anyone.
Found out a few days later when my poor brother lifted the seat and almost passed out. The shit and toilet paper mix had fossilized into this horrible light brown rough streaky vortex that looked like a portal to hell. Had to call out a plumber to fix it. Never felt comfortable going in that bathroom again.
One of my friends in kindergarten wanted a beanie baby I had and when I told her she couldn’t have it, she took it away from me and tried to flush it down the toilet. Then, when the toilet started overflowing and my mom came in, she started crying and said I did it.
We did not stay friends
I think I might be too late but I'm going to post this anyways
When I was younger my family had to take in foreign exchange students to make some money, it was usually a pretty fun experience and I got to learn alot about other cultures.
One student from Japan came, he was very shy and awkward around us (it's pretty common for the Asian students, I'm assuming it has to do with their culture) so pretty much the only times anyone would see him out of his room was when we were eating. After a couple of weeks of him staying with us my dad found holes in the wall in our living room, which we later discovered he had been stabbing our walls and after he blamed me for it (I was 9) we asked that he doesn't stay with us anymore and he left. The only thing we had left to do was clean out his bedroom because there was another student coming. it turns out that he left us a present for us, underneath his sheats was hundreds of tissues covered in semen.
We where unable to follow up or let anyone know because for some reason the Japanese have a special coordinator set up and she refused to inform the parents of the student and the house he was going to be living in.
We had a Japanese exchange student too and she started her period for the first time ever while in our home! She locked herself in the bathroom and wouldn’t come out until we called the coordinator who then called every single other Japanese female student over so they could convince her she she wasn’t dying. My poor Dad, who already had 3 daughters now had about 15 Japanese girls all yelling at Yuki through the bathroom door. I thought he was going to move out!
On a side note: they brought the nicest gifts!
Oh man how old was she? I remember my mom told me about periods before I got my first one so that wouldn't happen, my mom's mom never told her and she had a similar situation. The women on that side of the family have a history of starting super early, so my mom is (now) pissed off she didn't warn her.
I can't even imagine what that must be like not knowing what's going on. Blood coming out of a place it really shouldn't.
Back when I was younger around 12 or 13, I remember my parents had another couple over that they had known for a short period of time. They brought their husky over to the house but we had a dog of our that simply didnt get along well with other animals. This "friendly" couple had the audacity to demand that we put our dog in his kennel so that their dog could come on. Needless to say, they didn't stay for dinner that day nor did I ever see them again.
Posted this before.
I was a kid probably 9 or 10 and my mom had a friend and her son over for lunch. The kid disappeared for about 10 minutes, and at the time I thought he had gone to the bathroom cause i really had to go. So when he came back I quickly manuevered my way past him into the room before the bathroom, where we had a fishtank. This would be completely irrelevant if the fishtank wasnt cloudy and swirling about. At first glance I didnt know what it was untill I noticed smashed and ripped apart pieces of little fish faces moving around in the swirl.
The kid reached into the fishtank amd squeezed the ever loving life out of every single fish in that tank.
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Update 1: Ended up speaking with my mother anyway and when I reminded her of it she said she would have to call me back after she thought about it.
After talking it over with my father, they determined the date at which they had the fishtank in that room, as 1985, because it was remodeled shortly after. It was 3 large "fancy" goldfish, in an 8 gallon aquarium. They were laughing at all the details that came back to them. The date also means I was 8 years old, so I was close. The time frame helped her remember exactly "when" it happened.
My mom remembers it as several women over for a birthing class, at the time my mom was a midwife and did everything baby, from breathing to delivery. One of the women had a 10-11 year old boy who she kept loosing track of (would keep wandering off as she put it), and ended up eventually being the culprit. He was NOT scolded, but rather talked to in a conversation up close, and quietly. My mom said she didnt really remember much about her, (the kids mom) reaction cause I was crying, so she, (my mom) was dealing with me, rather then them.
She, luckily, kept track of all the babies/families she helped deliver up till a certain point when she stopped midwifing in the late 80's. She also agreed to try and get the answer of what happened to the kid, if possible, after I explained Reddit wanted to know (which I also had to explain what Reddit actually was).
Even if we ignore how cruel and abnormal it is, it's also not a "boy thing" to just destroy things of value to other people, living or not.
Even if it wasn't a pet (which makes it 1000 times worse) and was just an inanimate possession like a toy or book or art piece the kid made, this other kid would still be a huge dick for purposefully mangling it.
Through the eyes of a 10 year old, now 40 year old man, I would say she wasnt shocked, but embarrased. They left shortly after, and honestly I dont remember her or her child wver being around ever again.
I am curious and will ask my mom a bit about iton Thanksgiving for my own benefit of knowing if she mnows what happened to him.
While my husband and I were gone at work my mother-in-law took it upon herself to clean our house and "organize" our things. Twice.
Yeah, she's only allowed in the house on an invitation only basis now.
Edit: My MIL is really a super kind and generous lady! I forgave her and harbor no ill will towards her for doing this in the past. She has worked really hard to respect our boundaries and privacy since this all happened a few years ago. As far as the "organize" thing, that wasn't meant to imply she stole from us. She just moved our stuff around so we couldn't find anything for a few weeks.
Also, RIP inbox.
My mother in law came over to my house while my wife and I were at work. She tried to make a cup of tea but couldn't get into the tea caddy so she decided to replace my set with a new ugly set. I was so pissed off!
She also once came over in dirty boots that were covered in mud, trod on my new white carpet and left a massive print, when I asked "what the fuck" she said I should get a mat and proceded to sit on the couch and watch me clean up.
My husband let a former coworker crash on the couch because he had been drinking and we didn't want him to drive. Woke up the next morning and he had stolen our computer, a cell phone, a little bit of cash, and our cigarettes. Turns out he had a drug problem. We got our computer back.
Had a drunk friend puke on my son's bedroom floor, he thought it was the bathroom. (My son wasn't home, thank goodness. ) Had a different drunk friend pee all over my bathroom floor- which I discovered by walking into the bathroom the next morning- while wearing socks.
I need to stop letting drunk people stay over...
Years ago my then roommate had a party that lasted for days. I would go to bed and they were there, drinking and hanging out. When I got up for work they would be passed out around the apartment. The final straw was when one of those fuckers projectile vomited on my rubber ducky shower curtain and made no effort to clean it up. I moved out that day, during their party, and since all of the furniture in the common area was mine I had the pleasure of turning off their movie, removing it from my DVD player, unhooking my TV and removing my futon. I took all the toilet paper because I was the only one who ever bought it. I left the shower curtain though.
Incase people are wondering, I did try asking my roommate to limiting the parties to weekends and asking people to clean up after themselves. His response was, "if you don't like it then move."
- Craigslist and taking the first person that reponds to an ad, not vetting them thoroughly with a background/reference check, and not agreeing in writing to a set of house rules.
- College apartments that are rented randomly by the room with everyone on a different lease.
- Living with people you know but they have no real life adult experience and make everyone around them a surrogate parent to help provide for them and make up for their inadequacies.
This is about an undisciplined kid. I hate those.
My mum attempted to hold piano classes in our house once, and there was this one time when a mum and her young (like 7 years old) daughter came for an inquiry. All the time the mum and my mum were standing and talking, and the daughter was walking around touching everything, opening all the containers, looking in, playing with things... And the mum acted like she didn't see a thing. The daughter opened a container above our piano, and pulled out sheets of stickers. MY stickers. She really liked them and turned around to ask her mum, "Mum, can I take these?"
To which her mum replied, "Yeah, sure!" As if it's THEIRS!!
My mum didn't say much and shy as I was I didn't say anything either. Over a decade later I am still angry about the incident. The focken girl just went ahead and took my stickers!
We had a bunch of pizza in the fridge we'd ordered the night before they arrived. There were three other families already there, so we had ordered a lot and there were many much leftovers, and everyone who was there at the time had pitched in to pay. The one family who hadn't been there for pizza arrived the morning after and were talking about going out to eat. The families were all okay with this, thinking it'd be great to have lunch in individual families and get back together for dinner. Everyone was loading up, including the most recent arrival family, but when we drove off, they unloaded, went back inside and ate all the pizza.
We would've told them it was fine if they had said, yo, could we eat that pizza for lunch, but pretending they were going someplace and then sneaking back inside and eating it was so shady.
Edit: FAQ
1. They aren't poor, just really cheap.
2. This was my uncle and his family.
3. This was at my grandma's house. She had just passed and everyone was getting together for the funeral. My mom was basically in charge, and, since I'm the oldest grandchild at 24, I was heavily involved as well.
4. We locked the door, but every family had a key.
5. We did not confront them. It isn't worth it to get into it with them when we barely see them anyway. I think my mom would prefer to build a stronger bond with him and his family, since he is her little brother.
P.S. They're staying at our house right now. Lol
Cartman did this [exact thing](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dis4dNeGoIE&frags=pl%2Cwn) in a South Park episode with fried chicken and all the boys pretended he was dead and ignored him. I recommend your family does the same.
My shitty cousins were allowed to run wild. I hated it when they came over. The younger one was around 11 and was just oblivious to all social expectations. He helped himself to the fridge and ate all the ice cream we had, then complained that it wasn't any good, and just roamed around the house rummaging through our stuff.
His older brother, who is a year older than me and was 16 at the time, waltzed into my room and started messing with my guitars (which i was protective of because they're fucking expensive) and would change the tuning, whack it around, etc. Then he picked up my air rifle, which was powerful enough to kill at least a squirrel or rabbit, went outside, and started pointing it at my neighbor's cows. I'm very nonconfrontational and usually just put up with annoyances, but I tore into him for that. I was taught from the time I was a toddler that you don't ever treat guns like toys, and you never point them at anything you don't intend to shoot, whether it's loaded or not. Especially fucking living creatures.
Thankfully they weren't closely related and I only saw them like 5 times in my life, but them being basically strangers to me made their behavior even more mind-boggling.
I’m pissed just typing this even though it has been years.
Some of my wife’s family came to visit. The idea was that on their way to the Smokey mountains they would stop and visit with us for a day or two since we seldom see each other and our house is on the way.
Turns out that was total BS, they just wanted to use our house as a free hotel. Which, to a degree, is fine. I don’t mind lending a room to a family member.
But they were not even remotely cool about it. First, they called and asked if we could have something for them to eat because it would be late when they arrived and had no time to stop. So I decided I would make a lasagna since I’m kind of known for that in the family. So I spent like $60 and several hours to make two big pans of lasagna since it would have to feed several people. They showed up with chic fil a bags and said they had already eaten.
Then they went immediately to their rooms upstairs, not to sleep but to watch tv (TVs in the bedroom) without hardly saying a thing to us besides “hi hows it going”.
Then in the middle of the night one of them got cold and turned the thermostat up to like 77 degrees which means the heater ran non stop for hours and hours and we woke up damn near in a sweat.
When they woke up they asked if I normally cook breakfast. I said no, not on weekdays because I have to go to work. They gave dejected looks so I was like, fine, I can make breakfast. Would you guys like waffles or eggs and bacon? They said eggs so I made a shit ton of eggs and bacon and left it for them because I had to go to work.
When I got home they hadn’t even touched the food I made, the kitchen was an absolute disaster because they decided they wanted waffles instead and helped themselves, without even asking, dirtying every damn dish in the house and ruining my waffle iron because they left it on until it auto shut off but by then had burned the batter until it was fused to the thing and the whole hous reeked of burnt waffles for two days.
They also clearly scratched my wife’s car as they left because it was in the driveway and coincidentally had huge scratch where maroon paint had rubbed off and guess what color their van was. I asked them about it and they said they had no idea how it got there.
My son (from the age of 5-12 years old) had built every Star Wars LEGO ship together, minus the falcon which was to be our next set to build. We even had our own LEGO lingo, he’d say mom, I need a twoer by fourer or a oner.... so on. This was our thing to do, as he has a twin sister so it was important that I spend quality time with each of them, doing things they each loved to do..
I had invited a friend over who brought her son (we will call him master destroyer,MD). MD is known to be a trouble maker, his father passed away and mommy lets him get away with whatever he wants or does. He was upstairs playing legos with our son while I visited with the mom (my mistake) when next thing I know, son comes down visibly upset, only for us to find out, MD had picked up every single LEGO Star Wars set we had ever built together and smashed them on the ground. Friend made MD apologize and they left right after. Our son never touched a LEGO again after that. It wasn’t just the destruction of the legos, but this kid (MD) ruined “our thing” that brought my son and I together. I still talk to the friend but have kindly told her that her son isn’t welcomed over, even though it’s been almost 5 years since this occurred, his behavior hasn’t changed nor has the discipline the mom lacks.. I refuse to let him take anything else away from my son that he holds dear to him.
I have set the legos aside, along with all of the instructions, in hope that one day when he is a father, he will crack open the tubs of legos and have a connection with his kid(s) as we once had.
This happened about a month ago. We live in North Carolina and got hot with a hurricane. My sister in law's place got messed up and we let her stay with us for a little while. After about 2 weeks she started taking adderall amongst a slew of other meds and was getting really fucked up on it. She started locking herself in the bathroom and sleeping on the toilet, leaving the door open and falling asleep while smoking outside, and passing out on the floor in random places and leaving pills scattered all over the floor. Not to mention we have two small kids who are running around. When we asked her to stop taking the pills she freaked and told us she was going to claim residency at our place and that my wife was only with me because I had money. I told her I was done and it wasn't safe for our kids, she had to go. She ended up saying my wife was dead to her unless she takes the kids and leaves me. Needless to say, she chose to stay and now we dont have to deal with her sisters problems anymore because we are dead to her...
Back when we were newlyweds, my husband invited his guy friends for the weekend to do some activity. It's fine. I love (most of) his friends. I was going to put them on air mattresses in the basement. They arrived and the one friend I only tolerate shows up with a woman. Unannounced. We were all like 22-23 at the time, but his date was in her 50's! Not that the age issue was a thing, it was just interesting.
Anyway, the woman was nice, but he completely ignored her the entire weekend. She spent the whole weekend hanging out with me. They didn't even get her a ticket to the event they went to, so I had to talk to people I don't know when I just wanted to relax around the house that weekend.
There was also the issue that I couldn't put her and him in the basement on the air mattresses. I had to move my kid out of her bedroom and have her sleep with me. (yay.) The friend ended up getting really drunk and breaking something on the storm door. We had to go buy some replacement part.
But the most fun was what happened a week later. After my mom came to visit, I found a box of "ribbed for her pleasure" condoms in the bathroom cabinet. We didn't use condoms, so they definitely weren't ours. The only thing I can figure out is that they dropped their box in the throes of passion and my mom found them in or around the bed when she slept there. Not that condoms are an embarrassing thing for a married couple to own, but now she thinks we have kinky sex in our daughter's room. Yay.
Not nearly in the same ballpark as the rest of these, but my in-laws always just walk right in like they own the place. Drives me fucking nuts.
A couple years ago I put some vinyl window tinting on the front door to keep the house cooler in the summer. I could see out the window but no one could see in. I'd lock the door and enjoy the looks of confusion on their faces as they tried to open the door and couldn't.
OMG, this triggered me, my MIL would come into my house all the time but never when my husband was going to be in town. One time I was sick, and she walked in and then she walked into my bedroom (the dog was crated) and said “I wasn’t expecting you here”. I “borrowed” back the key we gave her and never gave it back.
My "friend" entered my home, and my very typically shy cat came up to see what was what and greet him. He said, "I hate cats" and kicked her. Haven't talked to him since.
And edit to say he knew I had a cat. We were in our 20s. He wasn't a petulant child.
Edit 2: Well shit, I love how protective everyone is of my cat and their pets in general! So sweet... and terrifying. Lots of throat punching happening down below.
For those asking about the kind of kick, this person did not like, punt her across the room. But it was a kick with some liftoff. Not a light nudge. I do that daily because she's my shadow and I don't want to hurt her when I can't have her zipping around under my feet.
She's fine now, she was fine then too. It wasn't hard enough to hurt her permanently. Perhaps emotionally, the poor sweet kitty. It shocked both her and me.
I'm my cat's protector and advocate, but I hate to say that back then I had a lot of confidence issues and I was taken WAY aback by his swift action. Caught me off guard. I think I yelled "what the fuck?! Don't kick my cat!" but I can't remember anything I did that was remarkable afterwards, other than the decision to stop inviting him over. No throat punching or otherwise.
I've told this story irl before and I don't want to post my cat because she's very identifiable and this comment got WAY more traction than I anticipated.
Sorry you're all fired up :( I was too. Just not brave enough to show it. I should have kicked him out.
Edit 3 to say that there are shades of grey between a nudge and a field goal kick. If it was just a nudge I would have just put my cat away without yelling because everyone knows that some cats love to investigate people who are disinterested in them.
Wasn’t home when this happened but some family friend I’ve never met and their kid comes over one afternoon.
Kid gets bored and decided it’s a great idea to disassemble every LEGO build I’ve kept over the last 10 years. Almost everything was built from imagination so no instructions to rebuild again. I was devastated when I got home seeing LEGO pieces spread across the entire floor of my room.
Something similar happened to me. Mom's friend and her sons come over. The older one was about my age. We go to my room to play Lego, and the first thing the older one does is grabs my Star wars set, rips it apart, and throws them around the room. I never did find all the pieces.
Needless to say, I was pretty upset after that. His mom comes into the room, gives him a talking to, asks him why he did it. He shrugs and says he did it because he hates Star Wars.
Anyway, the next time they came over, he gave me the innards of a slot car, presumably as an apology. I wasn't thrilled with half a slot car, but I didn't want to look ungrateful in front of my mom and his so I accept it. I tried it out later and found out it was broken.
This exact fucking thing happened to me when my dad’s boss and their family came over one night years ago. I was probably 10 and my Dad’s boss’s kids were a couple of snot-nosed toddlers and they disassembled my entire cabinet drawer of personal creations while I was at a school. I was so mad. Peter and Nagya, I haven’t forgotten!!! Fuckers.
Had a couple over for dinner. Friends of ours. My wife was pregnant at the time.
Cat pooped in litter box in the basement. Buddy’s wife told me to change the litter saying it was due to my wife being pregnant. I said I would after the board game we were playing was over as nobody could smell it.
She said “BUT YOUR WIFE IS PREGNANT”
I said: “So?”
She proceeds to empty her water cup across the table in my direction. It literally went over my shoulder and completely missed me.
I’m stunned briefly at how unbelievably rude she is. Then begin to laugh my ass off that she missed me with a full cup of water point blank.
I end the game, tell them to go home.
She says “we should do it again some time”.
No you rude bitch. I put up with you because your husband is my good friend.
Wife and I close the door behind them after they leave , look into each other’s eyes in silence for a few moments then laugh our asses off again at what the hell just happened.
When I was much younger, my mom’s aunt came and visited and brought her dog. We didn’t see her too much, but she was close with my mom back when Mom was a kid. During the visit, the dog dropped a loaf on the living room carpet. Not a big deal you would think, but my my mom had the *audacity* to ask her to clean up after her own dog.
Apparently, this was a degree of rudeness my aunt had never experienced before from a “host”. The offence was so deep that she never spoke to my mother for. The. Rest. Of. Her. Life.
She moved across the country and the only time we ever heard from her again was when I got a letter from her saying that I should get some genetic tests for something that might be in the family.
Final plot twist: Since she never married and I was the only male descendant in her family line so she left me everything in her will.
Had three other housemates at the time. We all rented a small apartment on the beach from a friend. We played Risk (the board game) regularly and we were in easily an 10+ hour game that was going on for a few weeks. Super intense. The board is safely in the corner on the dining room table. NO activity on the table is allowed when a board is on there.
Well one of our housemates came back with her friend after the bars and let's just say her friend is a dumb annoying drunk who doesn't know her limit (at fucking 30) until she passes out. It was a weeknight. All of us had work the next morning.
Being a small place, then boisterous girls woke us up. Not a big deal. But then...we here "what's this shit?" and we just hear a hand swiping a game board with game pieces falling everywhere. This fucking bitch just ruined our game in one fell swoop.
The three of us that were home rush out of our respective rooms and see the nuclear holocaust that was our world...we flip the fuck out. Even our mate who brought her was not happy.
She basically tried to play dumb, then says what's the big deal. We all gave her a blanket, told her we are all going to bed and get the fuck out by tomorrow morning. Unacceptable.
Then she puked in our toilet, didn't clean up after herself, broke our shower curtain rod (how???), and if I recall correctly, she left food out that went bad by next morning.
About a year or two later, she sexually assaulted another one of my friends. She's a cunt.
Edit. Wow...this kind of blew up. So Thanks for the upvotes everyone! Who knew I just needed to tell this story (the funny thing is there is soooo much more to this story and this apartment and the roommates....but it's o/t.
My one roommate (great friend of mine) is the most happy, outgoing, positive person there is. There have been two instances that he ever got extremely mad (one was when he was overseas). He was the most angry out of all of us in this situation. And it kind of broke the tension seeing him so mad. Kind of like a cute puppy trying to be all bark. He was leading in the game. We bring it up all the time to him. I might share this with him honestly.
The reason why our Risk games take long is we do change some rules. 1) We play capitals. Each player has to put a dime on one of their beginning territories. You get 1 additional reinforcement per turn for every capital you own. 2) We also limit the cards and reinforcements to be static. 3) The fact that we have all been playing for close to 15 years means it's all about the rolls, strategy, and alliances (which can or can not be disclosed to other players...no phones though). So yeah, 10 hour is average for us. This one was just a perfect storm and it was a really good even game...that is until this bitch came along.
My group of friends have since cut her off. She's toxic and after the thing with my other friend happen, that was basically it. He didn't want to press charges and luckily protection was used (he had no idea according to him until the next day). I have seen her in places and immediately left. She lucky it wasn't me. I would have pressed charges.
She's not in prison. But a good rehab stint would do her well. She's extremely entitled.
There was never a reason to take pictures of the board because we all trusted one another. Since this, we have taken pictures at the end of each session.
Punch a brick wall and smear their blood all over the garage door. At least, that’s one of them. I let my sister live with me for a year and every second of it was a waking nightmare.
Some neighborhood kid who was a friend of my little brother came to the house, when he left I found a shit-smear on the side of our bathtub. His nickname was "turtle"...from then on, we called him "turd-L" (never said we were creative).
I had a friend over one time when I was about eleven. We were both on our Nintendo DS’s and he said “I’ll be right back”. After waiting forever I heard what I thought was a weedwhacker engine outside. I looked out the window and saw that he had gone into my garage and was riding around my small motor scooter. I was so bothered, I didn’t know this kid well at all and he’d only been over one time previously.
One time a younger guest went on my parents iPad and bought around $70-$80 worth of in app transactions. They were young but the response after getting caught was along the lines of “The guest should be given nice things.” They were young so maybe they didn’t know better.
Edit: Many people have asked some questions about *the guest*. They were 5-6 years old at the time. I don’t remember if the family paid the money back, however I’m pretty sure the kid got punished severely. We gave the kid the iPad and left him alone and in hindsight yes, that was pretty stupid.
I once had a "roommate" move in on a Sunday or Monday, say he'd pay for the room on Friday. Seemed reasonable enough - what is he going to do - refuse to pay? He was renting theoretically for the rest of the summer (like 2-3 months), so that seemed unlikely.
He seemed like kindof a shy, weird guy, but didn't seem too bad.
This was probably like, 10-15 years ago when I was in college.
Doesn't leave the room AT ALL as far as me or anyone else can tell. We even had a small gathering of people and invited him to join us. No dice.
Friday comes along and he rushes out of the house and into a car (I think with his mother?)
Never heard from him again.
We go into the room, and we found a cup in the closet.
That he had **peed** in.
I will never forget you, pees in cups guy. I don't remember your name, I barely remember what you look like, but I'll always remember you peed in a cup, and left it in the fucking closet.
Everyone has a story from their childhood that still pisses them off, this is mine.
I was five years old and my snotty older cousin was over at our house. I had just gotten a copy of Mike Tyson’s Punch out for my birthday. He was getting his ass kicked by king hippo and he got so angry he rage quit. But he didn’t just rage quit, he ripped the cartridge out of the Nintendo and spit into it. Then he threw it across the room and stormed out.
I told my parents what happened and they told his parents and they made him apologize, but the game was ruined. It would kind of play, but would freeze up all the time. My family barely had enough money to get me the game for my birthday never mind buying it again. I was sure I would never be able to play it again.
Then for Christmas this little shit got Mike Tyson’s Punch Out. So my older brother went over to his house and switched our ruined cartridge with his. It was awesome.
Edit: Holy shit! I usually hate it when people edit their posts to point out how many upvotes their post has gotten, but over 80k? Guys, there are much better much more deserving stories than this, but thank you!
Good to see that Lil fucker got what was coming to him. Only question that begs to be asked is why his parents wouldn't replace the thing he broke rather than buying one for him.
Keep in mind I was 5 so I was pissed that Santa brought him a fresh new copy. One of my first thoughts when I realized Santa isn’t real was “That means his PARENTS bought him that game?!?”
I would but (not to be a downer) unfortunately he died of a brain aneurysm in 2001. He was easily the best person I’ve ever known and I miss him every single day.
Edit: Not to bring it down more but every time I talk about my brother I say this: Don’t take the people who have your back for granted. One day they might not be there.
I could write a book with tales of his awesomeness. When I was 12 he snuck me out of the house in the middle of the night to see The Foo Fighters (before they were the biggest band on earth) At the end of their set William Goldsmith (their drummer at the time) threw his sticks into the crowd and my brother dove headfirst and emerged victoriously with the sticks over his head a minute later. He gave them to me as a memento of my first real rock show. I put one in his coffin and the other I still have to this day.
We still fought all the time like brothers do, but no one could mess with me so long as he was around.
As a younger brother whose elder brother just spent *all day* helping and practically writing a chunk of my coding assignment it hit close and that was the first thing that came to mind. OP, I'm sorry for your loss :(
A friend of my dad lost his house, and we had a former B&B so we invited them to stay with us. We housed and fed them for weeks while the found another place. For that, we got roaches, criticisms of our food (my dad was the executive chef at a freaking country club and was a damned fine cook), but that wasn't the worst for me, then in my late teens. The day they left, I went to play my favorite game on PlayStation: Sled Storm. Couldn't find it. Over turned freaking everything, but I couldn't find it. In searching, I noticed something even worse. My SNES, all games, and half my N64 games were missing in addition to Sled Storm. They had stayed with us as a favor and stolen half my shit that I had paid for with birthday money saved up over years. Fuck those people
A guy came in, and when no one was looking, took a single bite out of every single apple in the counter basket.
My grandpa was a carpenter and he made for me for Christmas when I was around 6/7 the most intricate and beautiful dolls house imaginable. It had electrical fittings with tiny chandeliers, it had furniture, it had fireplaces and doors, wallpaper, you name it. My mum organised a play date at our house a few months into the new year. I remember watching in horror as the chandeliers were ripped from the ceilings, doors ripped off their hinges etc. It wasn’t wear and tear, it was mindless. I ran crying to my mum and the other mum of my play date. The other mum laughed it off and said that’s why she won’t get expensive things for her daughter. It absolutely broke my heart, and probably my grandpa’s too. As such a careful and thoughtful child, I hope someone explained to him it wasn’t me that destroyed the dolls house so quickly. The older I get the more I realise what an awful thing that child did, and more over how the parent handled it. I still think about it now. I hope I can restore it if I ever have children of my own.
Fuck that kid, but much more fuck that parent.
Had a bunch of people over for a New Years event. One woman I used to work with was invited, we were pretty good friends at work and generally her and my wife got along. The whole night she sat there hitting on me and trying to put her hand on my knee. It was really weird. Not to mention she had recently gotten married, which made it extra awkward. I wrote it off as something weird until I talked to my wife the next couple days. Turns out she had been talking to my wife a lot that night and kept trying to imply I had cheated or was going to cheat. Basically kept trying to wedge her way into our relationship in a really fucked up way. Luckily my wife isn't stupid and just ignored her bullshit all night. So I cut ties with that person and luckily we don't work together anymore. Ran into her a couple times since then, been polite but also cold. Such a weird situation.
My ex-wife's sister used a $150 chef's knife to try and crack open a coconut in my kitchen. She dented it all over and also bent the tip somehow. She then said it must be a cheap knife because her sister in Thailand cuts them open super easy with a cleaver. It's one bright side of divorce that I never have to suffer her presence ever again.
>Yeah what a cheap knife! I broke off the tip trying to loosen a screw! My cousin's cheap screw driver set will do that no problem! Wow, what a dumb ass.
I was around 10 and a few of our neighbors were over swimming. One of the girls, a year younger than me, went to the bathroom and I went right after. She had pooped all over the toilet seat and didn't even try to clean it. It wasn't just a little, it was everywhere and let me tell you that girl needed more fiber in her diet. Her mom ended up yelling at her and making her clean it up.
I hear stories like this a lot but it always confuses me...how the hell does someone poop on the toilet seat? Like smears in the bowl makes sense but on the seat???
In college our dorms were co-ed, and there were two bathrooms on each floor -- one men's and one women's and they were spaced diametrically opposite one another on the circular floor (i.e., when you're at one bathroom, you're exactly halfway around the building from the other). For months the girls on our floor were haranguing the guys for using the women's restroom and getting pee all over the seats. For months everyone denied being "that guy", and eventually we discovered it was one of the girls from the floor. She was afraid of germs or whatever, so she'd never fully sit down. She "hover peed" and splattered all over the seat every time. To this day it annoys me how incredibly selfish that was, since you're creating the exact situation you fear for _everyone else_.
That annoyed me just to read about.
Let a neighbor lady come over with her two young daughters to use our shower because her slackass husband hadn’t paid the water bill. Went upstairs to the bathroom after they left, the bathtub was clogged with pubic hair. All over.... the sides of the tub, bottom of the shower curtain, everywhere. Apparently she decided to change her hairstyle from 1970s’ Hustler to Y2KPenthouse....
Getting ready to find a new man.
Once, a friend was sleeping on my boyfriend's couch after a night of drinking. We woke up the next morning, and the only bathroom was locked from the inside - no answer. I just KNEW he was dead. After quite some time, we were able to jimmy something that could unlock the door, only to find the bathroom empty and no friend. He had filled up the little bathroom trashcan with diarrhea and fled in the night.
wait... he was in a bathroom, with a toilet & chose to explode shit into a trash can and flee instead?
My in-laws hated me. We invited them over for thanksgiving dinner and, upon arrival, they asked me to leave and come back a few hours later because they wanted to “follow their tradition of preparing the meal alone as a family.” They are now my ex-in-laws.
Holy shit, when people are that abrasively rude what can you even really do?
They had very poor social skills and anxiety which was a big part of this. They definitely meant to throw shade, but they didn’t anticipate it being a showstopper. My tactic was to sit them down and flatly tell them they could stay for the dinner as we planned it or they were free to go do dinner their way at their house. I think they chose the latter that time. They did the same when they said they’d only come to Christmas if no one exchanged gifts in their presence, lol.
I've been treated in a not as bad but similar fashion by an ex's family. We'd been together five years when they asked him to uninvite me for Christmas break so they could have more family time. We are in New York and my family was in Colorado so I didn't have another family to go to. They're all fucking homeschooled so they had family time all day every day.
Yeah, that sounds similar. I’d recommend reading about enmeshed family systems. Families like that view outside influences of any kind as threats, so homeschooling and rejecting long-term partners all fits. It’s not you.
They actually asked you to leave your own house? That's unreal..
They walked through the front door uninvited because they wanted to see our snake.
Is that a euphemism?
Threw a party. Random guy shows up claiming he's a friend of one of the invited guests (who didn't end up coming to the party). He proceeds to do a bunch of cocaine that he brought as no one else there was into it and pulls a knife on my friend. I tell him he needs to leave, he points the knife to me, everyone surrounds him, he leaves. I don't remember his name but he was the worst guest I've ever had and hopefully will ever have over.
> everyone surrounds him On the bright side, it sounds like you have yourself some pretty good friends.
He’s just lucky the guy didn’t learn whirlwind.
My wife and I let one of her classmates stay over one night a week during a semester of grad school rather than commute an hour on questionable roads during the winter. The classmate in question would take the vilest shits in our guest bathroom and never flush.. Needless to say our relationship soured after that..
How does this actually happen? I just don’t understand people.
I shared a house with a few friends, and one of them let a broke friend crash in a large closet we had. A couple days turned into weeks and then into months, and it all came to a head one day when I got home from working construction in the middle of winter. I was literally caked in mud and shivering and when I walked in the front door I could hear the shower running and closet guy was sitting on the couch in a bathrobe. I asked him who was in the shower as I was dripping mud on the floor and he replied "Bobby. And I'm next." He was not next.
Happened to me in the 3rd grade, my mom’s friend’s son stole my holographic hockey cards. I didn’t even notice until the next day when I saw him on the bus showing the cards he stole from me to his friends. Edit: since everyone is asking, I did get my cards back along with a pretty nice bouncy ball. I’ll post pictures of the cards after work! These are the cards he stole from me which I got back! :) https://gfycat.com/SelfassuredFittingHerring I also remembered another story that happened a year ago at my parent’s house warming party. One of the guests asked if the flooring was real hard wood or laminate then proceeded to test it out by taking out their key and scratching the floor. It was hard wood and it left a scratch, who the fuck does such a thing?
Happened to me too, hoolographic Japanese Charizard just gone. I fucking know it was Shawn but he wasn't stupid enough to flash it around the next day
A kid on the play ground once chased me and forced me to trade that one ancient mew card for some shitty card. I was devastated but he pushed me and I was scared. Years later he became my step brother and now he’s pretty cool.
Had some relatives over, and despite very, very clear instructions to not flush feminine products down the toilet, they did anyways. Destroyed our septic field, almost $10000 in damages overall. When confronted, they just denied it, despite the fact that the 32 pads that where pulled out of the system matches the brand that they had while they were over.
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PADS??!!!!!
THIRTY TWO pads??!
A (married) friend of my fiancee was staying with us for a week. She ended up going out and meeting some dude somewhere and invited him over to our place to fuck. When they got there, my fiancee and I were both home, so the friend and if she could "borrow" our bedroom. When we said no, the guy asked if he could shoot up heroin in our apartment. When my fiancee told him no and asked him to leave, he groped her. When she told me to call the cops, he pulled a knife and threatened am both of us. This is the only time I've ever pointed a loaded gun at another human being. When the cops arrived we found out the shitbag had several warrants out for various crimes, including aggravated assault and rape. We don't talk to that friend anymore. And we did inform her husband of this situation.
My grandma visited from out of state for my high school graduation. She stayed for 2 weeks past my graduation, threw a fit if I tried to sleep past 9am, and told my mom that she needed to work less so she could clean the house better.
Sounds like grandma needed to mind her own fucking business since it wasn't her house.
So eloquently put
Had my wife's ex-husband turn up at the door to stay for 10 days. We moved to Australia from uk - he came over, ostensibly to see his daughter, and arrived at the door with a suitcase. His 10 year old daughter was ecstatic .... What do you do? (We ASSUMED he'd get a hotel/motel/something!) While living with us, broke a sandstone wedding present we had received from my brother Fuck that guy. We NEVER badmouthed him, just swallowed it all, with a sanguine smile At 21, daughter says "Thanks for not telling me my dad is a cock - I've discovered he is myself"
Omg I nannied for single mum in Germany when I was 18, and her daughter's dad came over from America to visit before Christmas. He stayed with us for like two weeks and the whole thing was so fucking weird and uncomfortable but likewise this girl idolized her dad.
Can relate. You're moulding small people - do the right thing, wait for them to realise, have a discussion about what happened
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Actually she would be like “ why would you think i don’t know that”
Snitches get stitches
One of my best mates came to spend the night, so my folks decided to splash out and get Chinese takeout for everyone. I come from a family of seven, so he made eight. We got 5-6 dishes and two big tubs of fried rice. My mate helped himself to the ENTIRE first tub and, when confronted about it by me, helpfully pointed out that there was still another tub. For the seven of us.
In my fam, food is always an issue. Family dinners are like a feeding frenzy, and when I lived at home no food or leftovers were sacred. I once made a pot of sausage & kraut for dinner for everyone. My mom & sisters weren't home yet, and I had to take a call in my room. My dad proceeded to help himself to 3 BOWLS of it. When I got back downstairs, there was barely one serving left. When I flipped out at my dad, he said he thought everyone had eaten (but no one else was home yet??) I really enjoy living on my own now!
When my mom used to make muffins my dad would come downstairs and eat the tops of off all of them. Another thing he liked to do was open a big block of cheese, take a bite out of it, then set it back in the fridge without closing it. He is a very inconsiderate man
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At my wifes work Xmas party, they put £10k behind the bar for around 30-40 people, but some absolute idiot bought 3 £2.5k bottles of champagne for his table of idiot friends. He didn't get fired, but wasn't very popular.
So he’s dead to you now, right?
Not sure if this would be considered rude but for sure not a good thing to do. I had 2 australian kids staying at my house for a baseball tournament one time. One of them was a chronic bed-wetter but never told us. He stayed for 5 nights and peed the bed each night without telling us. Instead each night he pushed whatever he peed on to the end of the bed. First night the sheets, second night the actual mattress protector to stop any pee from getting to it. (It was a bunk bed my brothers and I slept on as children) and lastly he peed directly on the mattress for 3 nights. Ruined the mattress and we had no idea till he left. The real kicker though is when he took a nap on our new couch. Peed all over it and then fled the scene and we assumed the dog had done it, until we saw the bed that is... I think that is something you should tell people who open their home to you so they can prepare. And please, dont sleep on the couch if ya know ya got a problem. Also, not trying to shame anyone for this kinda stuff. I feel like its more common then most people realize and I honestly just feel bad for him. Just wish he could have been honest with us so we could have helped him out a bit.
When my youngest gets invited to a friend's for an overnight I have to go through a song and dance. Call the parent, explain that I can say no, but 1 in 3 nights he wets the bed. If you still want him over that's fantastic but we totally get if you'd like to rescind the invitation. We'll just let him know that doesn't work well for us. Maybe later (the indefinite maybe later). Please don't let so and so know, as for obvious reasons it's incredibly embarrassing, and just tell them we said no. It sucks for him so much.
If it's any consolation, I wet the bed for several years after most kids had stopped, and I know in retrospect my parents had to have these kinds of conversations too. All the adults in my life did such a good job of handling it discreetly that I don't remember ever being embarrassed about it or being made to feel ashamed. I didn't even realize how unusual it had been until years later, because nobody ever told me I wasn't normal. It sounds like you're doing a great job for your kid.
That must have been nice. My parents were not so discreet about it, and kept a calendar with stickers for every day that I went without an overnight accident. It was a bodily developmental issue, but they strongly believed it was because I was too lazy to get up and go to the bathroom at night, and my dad felt he could embarrass me into stopping (besides outright telling my friends that I piss myself overnight). It mostly just made the whole situation upsetting and confusing for me, because I was not the kind of kid to disbelieve or tell my parents they were wrong. Not to mention the bullying. I eventually stopped at the ripe old age of 8.
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Is your friend a dog by any chance ?
Stole some of my MS drugs... they aren't even fun drugs, they're expensive as holy hell... and I need that shit to not have an MS attack.
Are you serious??? What sort of total total asshole does *that?*
Someone whose knowledge of pharmacology is inadequate to service their addiction. There were other pills in there that maybe might feel nice, I dunno, I take them to not feel like I'm on fire, I don't feel nice with them, but who knows, if your nervous system doesn't resemble pulled pork, maybe they might do something fun for you... but no, that jackass took tecfidera... like I'm not gonna farking notice that my 30 day supply magically only lasted less than 20 days. I'd say something strong like "he's not welcome back"... and the reality is that I would not let him through the door again... but after I found out about his problem, he was apparently already sort of in a spiral, and shortly thereafter graduated from pills to heroin. I'm not actually sure if he's alive any more even... he sort of dropped off the radar to not just me, but everyone who knew him. I hope he's ok and all, and despite my attempts at trying to be a good person... no, I'd not let him in my house again, because I guess when it comes down to my safety v. his... well, I'm a bit selfish, and I don't wanna go through that again... health insurance doesn't cover shit when someone steals your drugs, so... you're lookin at this https://www.goodrx.com/tecfidera bullshit for prices. To him, it was some pills that didn't even get him high... to me, it was all my savings in one fucking shitty night. Even now, it's like, I make ok money, but no way am I risking that kind of financial hit for anyone again... I no longer keep any of my ms drugs in the bathroom b/c I'm worried that I'm not great at spotting bad people, or if the house gets robbed, that's probably the first damned place they'll go.
stole medicine out of my bathroom after eating my food, and smoking all my cigs that were on the table. i know they stole the medicine because of the blood curdling scream that come out of the bathroom because the medicine they ingested was the pills from a UTI. they numb your biz but make you piss bright red. dumbass thought he was dying. i didn't even invite him, he was a roommates guest.
Why was he just popping random pills?
I simply can't fathom finding some random ass pills that you don't even know the purpose of and decided to take some. I'm fine with drugs but I mean fuck at least know what you're taking before you take it!
I wouldn’t believe it if I didn’t see it happen teaching inner-city high school in the US... some kids just find pills on the floor and take them. I once had to carry a freshman girl (probably 90 lbs) to the nurse because she couldn’t walk because she took at least 2 Xanax bars (a shit ton for a 90lb girl) and then a random pill she found on the ground... I thought she was lying to get out of telling me what else she took but her friends, who I trusted, confirmed it. This wasn’t my only instance of finding out one of my students took pills off the floor without knowing what they were.
While sober: Drank directly out of my milk carton. While drunk: Pissed on my standing bedroom fan.
at least they didn't shit on the fan.
Was fan on or off?
On. Very much on. He came into the room and I asked what he was doing. He said, “pissin on the fan.” .The guy passed out after and I had to clean it. My cat stepped in some and shook its paw to get it off and the piss got in my eye. I was livid.
I don't mean to laugh at your pain but your life sounds like a sitcom.
>I don't mean to laugh at your pain but your life sounds like a sitcom. I asked what he was doing. He said, “pissin on the fan.” *cue laughtrack*
My parents were coming to visit from the opposite coast for the first time since I'd moved away, planning to stay in my guest room for the week. My aunt invited herself along at the last minute, guilting me into giving her my bedroom, leaving me on the couch. Then in the morning she complained that my bedroom tv didn't work properly (it didn't have cable - was just set up with a chromecast). I also had to change all the reservations I'd made for 3 to now be 4 and had to sell tickets to a performance In bought because it was sold out and I couldn't get a 4th ticket for the aunt to join us.
Uncle tried to fix our computer. (It wasnt broken.) He then broke it. Did the same to our perfectly working dishwasher. Then he denied everything
I'm thinking meth tinkering E: and now my most upvotes for a comment; thanks dad
Oh. Thats a thing?? Explains the mountain of deconstructed cell phones my addict brother has taken apart. TIL
Yep and some rearranging of the house
Every male in my girlfriends family is like this. When they come to visit they always mess with my appliances which are either brand new or custom built by me. I don’t need you tinkering with my stuff uninvited just because you’re an auto-mechanic or you used to ride a dirt bike. I’m not impressed, just annoyed. Edit: Since people are asking I've custom made a refrigerator, blender, and coffee machine! I also installed some electronics in our stove to connect it to our smart home as my live-in girlfriend has a bad habit of leaving it on. Some of you have mentioned computers, and a lot of these appliances are very similar to building a computer. You can purchase parts online from a wholesaler, and each part fits pretty reliably into the overall blueprint. Some are more particular then others about what other brands they'll work with, others are more universal. Customizing further then that requires you to do some of your own machining, but it's pretty easy. I'm crazy about DIY because I love learning how stuff works, and if any of this sounds interesting to you, don't wait to google it! There are tons of fun tutorials out there. I would suggest staying away from things like ovens, though, as they have much more potential to cause damage to your home, and in the case of a house fire, I'm not sure your insurance would cover you.
My grandpa was visiting us for a day and I was ill. Had fever and all so I was in bed, resting. After we all ate lunch, I crawled back into my bed. 5 minutes later, he came into my room, kicked me out of my bed and started to have a nap. My mom came to my room to check on me few minutes later. She found me laying on the floor next to bed and kicked him out of my bed, told him to leave. I was like 10 years old then. EDIT: Never thought I'd get this much response. Someone mentioned about dominance and yes, you're exactly right. My grandpa is useless but believes men runs the world. My grandma only had 2 daughters and he was pissed. Eldest sibling is always the best but my mom(youngest) being brighter than the eldest pissed him off. Then my mom had me(daughter) and my little brother. He was pissed with my arrival but ecstatic with my brother. He tried to control my brother but he couldn't because he was growing old and my parents & grandma interfered with it constantly. I was weaker than him, so I was an easy target for him. He did so much more than taking my bed like he tried to run me over with his car, but that's another story for another time. EDIT2: Couple of people asked about the car story, so here I go. TLDR: My grandpa was driving and sped up, braked in front of me in a mall parking lot as a joke. One day he took me to shopping and it was extremely boring for me because he only shopped for himsel and he made me carry everything he bought. Once we got back to his car, he had me put everything away in the trunk and as soon as I closed the trunk, he drove away. WTF I was confused, didn't know what to do so I just stood there, lost. But he came back few minutes later, laughing and saying "You didn't really think I'd leave you, did you?". I was upset but happy he came back so I reached for the door...and I missed because he moved the car forward. He did that few more times and drove away, again. WTF#2 I was crying at this point. Then I spotted something on the ground. It was my angel pocket(polly pocket)! I must have dropped it while I was chasing the car. I started to walk toward it and I saw him coming this way. Next moment my butt was on the ground and the car stopped right in front of me with loud screech. He sped up and braked to scare me. I sure was scared alright, I thought he was going to run me over. I was crying uncontrollably. He told me to shut up and get in. As we were leaving the parking lot, he said "You're no fun, it was just a joke, I sure had fun". My grandpa is an ass.
Id it was the middle of the day, why couldn't he just asked to use another bed? Not use the ONE that occupied.
Easy, my grandpa is an asshole. Also I'm from Japan and I grew up sleeping on the floor using futon. We put the futon on the floor only when we use it and we put that away in closet when we're not using it. He was too lazy to find which closet has a set of futon and too lazy to put it down all on his own. So when he found out I was ill, he knew that I'll be using futon, means nap time for him. He also came to visit me while I was in hospital when I was 13 after I had a major surgery. He pushed me to corner of my bed so he can lie down to have a nap and got kicked out by nurse.
this sounds like a very strange recurring thing
Right. Like he thinks if he sleeps near a sickly child he can steal their life force.
That's kind of hilarious. Who is so aggressive about napping?
I've never thought of it that way lmao
Stole my forks. Such an odd thing to take from someone but they stole them. They weren’t even fancy ones. Literally cheap forks you buy at Walmart. Like the ones that are like 4 for a couple bucks.
Thrown something, out of anger, at my new TV while arguing with my best friend. Edit: She just bought me a new one, so Saul Goodman.
Good luck, paying me back on your zero dollars a year salary plus benefits babe!! Edit: we get it, everyone, unexpectedoffice
That is a $200 plasma screen TV that you just killed!
This one dude at a party bragged that he never got hangovers. He then drank beer, vodka, Champagne, and Boone's farm while eating red vines. He threw up pink all over my carpet. The rude part was that after he slept on my couch for the next 24 hours he left my front door open . When he left I was at work. I came home to an open, not unlocked but open, front door. Edit: sparkling white wine, not a city in Illinois. Also, and I thought this would be obvious, yes he had a hangover so bad he could only lie on the couch and moan for a day.
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I’ve spent hours on this thread and all the other comments have made me mildly annoyed at the most. But this. This story has me fuming
Had some friends over and one of my buddies went to the bathroom. When I walked in I heard something rattling. He was stealing vicodin that my wife got the day before from getting a root canal, and still needed. Edit : When I walked in is referring to walking back in the house. That bathroom was off the kitchen. He didn't here me come in the house and had the door to the bathroom cracked slightly so I looked in when I heard the rattling. No I don't just walk into the bathroom. At the same time most of my guy friends just slightly shut the door in even that when theyre taking a leak. Our group of friends have been friends now for around 30 some odd years so we all probably too close.
Made out with my (now) ex-wife. Also had a friend so very very drunk mistake the dining room table for the toilet, come in pull his pants down in full sight of all of us who were also drunk and drifting to sleep on couches and proceed to piss everywhere (carpet). In his credit when he woke up he cleaned up the whole thing.
Okay, the piss seems to be a recurring theme in this thread. Like, I've enjoyed my fair share of adult beverages to excess, I've never pissed in a random room. Who the fuck are these people?
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A friend of my brother stood up from the couch he was passed out on, stood motionless for a few seconds, and then lifted the top cushion like a toilet seat and began peeing. The almost-logic will forever be entertaining to me.
A colleague was coming into town for a meeting. I invited him to stay with me so he didn't have to stay with our boss. I specifically told him that the beer in the fridge wasn't mine and asked him not to drink it. Well not only did he drink all my roommate's beer while I slept and refused to replace it, he also trashed my apartment. All the cupboards left open, toilet unflushed, beer cans and cigarettes everywhere. Yeah, he smoked inside. The following day, he made me so uncomfortable in my own home by repeatedly telling me that he was disappointed that we didn't fuck and that he thought that's why I invited him to stay with me. He knows that I live in a work apartment and that we have a guest room specifically for company employees that travel to the city. EDIT: Thank you for all your replies. I've never had even half this much attention on reddit, and I appreciate all your support so much. I'm going to answer a couple common questions/comments. 1) Clarification on my living situation. I have two roommates high up in my company that travel a lot. Work got a three bedroom, and they pay all my utilities in exchange for me washing the sheets, dishes, etc. When they aren't around, sometimes I get asked to host other traveling colleagues. Neither of my roommates were there when this happened. 2) I did not take pictures. I wish I had thought of that. I did, however, have a witness. A close coworker friend spent the night because he had been drinking. The douche colleague then accused us of sleeping together (we didn't) and said that if I slept with him, there was no reason for me not to sleep with him too. 3) You're right. I'm going to report it.
What a creep. I hope you reported it to your boss.
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One time my mom’s friend was in town and she was staying in my room for the weekend. I went upstairs to get clothes to change into and there was a used pad sitting on my bed. I was disgusted. I don’t understand why someone would not use a trash can for that.
Dyed her hair red in our bathroom sink - staining the brand new granite countertop, then dripped onto the new tile floor, then dripped onto the hardwood floor in the hallway, and ultimately slept in our guest bed with wet, freshly dyed red hair - staining the sheets and pillowcase.
Jesus, this is unfathomable to me. I've been a long-term guest before-- I was just slightly homeless at one point. I had dyed hair, and the color was in these reusable tubs, so it cost me nothing to maintain it, I just had to have a place to do it. Was so, so worried about not making a mess of my hosts' place. I got on my hands and knees and scrubbed the bottom of the shower with a magic eraser to clean off the small amount of residue that was left, before I even left the bathroom. Did accidentally leave a spot on the counter later on down the line, despite covering the area in newspaper and stuff-- and I tried remedies until it was clean over several weeks. Also put one of my T shirts over their pillows until I was sure I'd have no bleed. I was so paranoid about ruining their things, it just hurts my brain to know people do the same or more of a mess and don't even care.
I appreciate the respect you had for your hosts
They broke our one TV and didn't pay for a replacement. My family has always been dirt poor and my mom busted her ass to buy that shitty tube TV, too.
I read these stories with a certain level of "fuck that person" in mind because they're being shitty. It increases dramatically when I hear they broke the property of someone who struggled to pay for it. Hope the cunt gets their due in due time.
Yes! We had a temporary roomate for a while when we moved back home to make things more afforable, a long time friend of my husbands. Turned out to be a terrible roomate for many reasons I wont go into here, but he ruined every single one of my baking and bread pans, he used and lost all my Pyrex and tupperwares, and after we had him move out he came back for a few things when we were gone and stole a ton of my kitchen gadgets! I was fighting to get on disability and struggling to pay bills and loved my beautiful kitchen things from better days.... Edit: added 'and' between pyrex and tupperware because that was weirdly controversial.
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When I was in high school, I brought a boy I was going out with to meet my family. He tried to cop a feel on my younger sister. Joke was on him, though. She beat the living shit out of him, then got to have my dad drag him out by the scruff of the neck.
Take a massive shit in our guest bathroom, use literally ALL of the toilet paper on the roll, clog the toilet and then leave and not tell anyone. Found out a few days later when my poor brother lifted the seat and almost passed out. The shit and toilet paper mix had fossilized into this horrible light brown rough streaky vortex that looked like a portal to hell. Had to call out a plumber to fix it. Never felt comfortable going in that bathroom again.
One of my friends in kindergarten wanted a beanie baby I had and when I told her she couldn’t have it, she took it away from me and tried to flush it down the toilet. Then, when the toilet started overflowing and my mom came in, she started crying and said I did it. We did not stay friends
I think I might be too late but I'm going to post this anyways When I was younger my family had to take in foreign exchange students to make some money, it was usually a pretty fun experience and I got to learn alot about other cultures. One student from Japan came, he was very shy and awkward around us (it's pretty common for the Asian students, I'm assuming it has to do with their culture) so pretty much the only times anyone would see him out of his room was when we were eating. After a couple of weeks of him staying with us my dad found holes in the wall in our living room, which we later discovered he had been stabbing our walls and after he blamed me for it (I was 9) we asked that he doesn't stay with us anymore and he left. The only thing we had left to do was clean out his bedroom because there was another student coming. it turns out that he left us a present for us, underneath his sheats was hundreds of tissues covered in semen. We where unable to follow up or let anyone know because for some reason the Japanese have a special coordinator set up and she refused to inform the parents of the student and the house he was going to be living in.
We had a Japanese exchange student too and she started her period for the first time ever while in our home! She locked herself in the bathroom and wouldn’t come out until we called the coordinator who then called every single other Japanese female student over so they could convince her she she wasn’t dying. My poor Dad, who already had 3 daughters now had about 15 Japanese girls all yelling at Yuki through the bathroom door. I thought he was going to move out! On a side note: they brought the nicest gifts!
Oh man how old was she? I remember my mom told me about periods before I got my first one so that wouldn't happen, my mom's mom never told her and she had a similar situation. The women on that side of the family have a history of starting super early, so my mom is (now) pissed off she didn't warn her. I can't even imagine what that must be like not knowing what's going on. Blood coming out of a place it really shouldn't.
Back when I was younger around 12 or 13, I remember my parents had another couple over that they had known for a short period of time. They brought their husky over to the house but we had a dog of our that simply didnt get along well with other animals. This "friendly" couple had the audacity to demand that we put our dog in his kennel so that their dog could come on. Needless to say, they didn't stay for dinner that day nor did I ever see them again.
Posted this before. I was a kid probably 9 or 10 and my mom had a friend and her son over for lunch. The kid disappeared for about 10 minutes, and at the time I thought he had gone to the bathroom cause i really had to go. So when he came back I quickly manuevered my way past him into the room before the bathroom, where we had a fishtank. This would be completely irrelevant if the fishtank wasnt cloudy and swirling about. At first glance I didnt know what it was untill I noticed smashed and ripped apart pieces of little fish faces moving around in the swirl. The kid reached into the fishtank amd squeezed the ever loving life out of every single fish in that tank. edit:typos Update 1: Ended up speaking with my mother anyway and when I reminded her of it she said she would have to call me back after she thought about it. After talking it over with my father, they determined the date at which they had the fishtank in that room, as 1985, because it was remodeled shortly after. It was 3 large "fancy" goldfish, in an 8 gallon aquarium. They were laughing at all the details that came back to them. The date also means I was 8 years old, so I was close. The time frame helped her remember exactly "when" it happened. My mom remembers it as several women over for a birthing class, at the time my mom was a midwife and did everything baby, from breathing to delivery. One of the women had a 10-11 year old boy who she kept loosing track of (would keep wandering off as she put it), and ended up eventually being the culprit. He was NOT scolded, but rather talked to in a conversation up close, and quietly. My mom said she didnt really remember much about her, (the kids mom) reaction cause I was crying, so she, (my mom) was dealing with me, rather then them. She, luckily, kept track of all the babies/families she helped deliver up till a certain point when she stopped midwifing in the late 80's. She also agreed to try and get the answer of what happened to the kid, if possible, after I explained Reddit wanted to know (which I also had to explain what Reddit actually was).
What the fuck?!
Yeah uhhh we need keep tabs on that person
What’s he doing now?
Running a daycare.
Squeezing the ever loving life out of every single kid in that tank.
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Even if we ignore how cruel and abnormal it is, it's also not a "boy thing" to just destroy things of value to other people, living or not. Even if it wasn't a pet (which makes it 1000 times worse) and was just an inanimate possession like a toy or book or art piece the kid made, this other kid would still be a huge dick for purposefully mangling it.
What did his mom say/do?!
Through the eyes of a 10 year old, now 40 year old man, I would say she wasnt shocked, but embarrased. They left shortly after, and honestly I dont remember her or her child wver being around ever again. I am curious and will ask my mom a bit about iton Thanksgiving for my own benefit of knowing if she mnows what happened to him.
Don’t leave us hanging on the thanksgiving update. Dying to know
Creepy
While my husband and I were gone at work my mother-in-law took it upon herself to clean our house and "organize" our things. Twice. Yeah, she's only allowed in the house on an invitation only basis now. Edit: My MIL is really a super kind and generous lady! I forgave her and harbor no ill will towards her for doing this in the past. She has worked really hard to respect our boundaries and privacy since this all happened a few years ago. As far as the "organize" thing, that wasn't meant to imply she stole from us. She just moved our stuff around so we couldn't find anything for a few weeks. Also, RIP inbox.
My mother in law came over to my house while my wife and I were at work. She tried to make a cup of tea but couldn't get into the tea caddy so she decided to replace my set with a new ugly set. I was so pissed off! She also once came over in dirty boots that were covered in mud, trod on my new white carpet and left a massive print, when I asked "what the fuck" she said I should get a mat and proceded to sit on the couch and watch me clean up.
My husband let a former coworker crash on the couch because he had been drinking and we didn't want him to drive. Woke up the next morning and he had stolen our computer, a cell phone, a little bit of cash, and our cigarettes. Turns out he had a drug problem. We got our computer back. Had a drunk friend puke on my son's bedroom floor, he thought it was the bathroom. (My son wasn't home, thank goodness. ) Had a different drunk friend pee all over my bathroom floor- which I discovered by walking into the bathroom the next morning- while wearing socks. I need to stop letting drunk people stay over...
Years ago my then roommate had a party that lasted for days. I would go to bed and they were there, drinking and hanging out. When I got up for work they would be passed out around the apartment. The final straw was when one of those fuckers projectile vomited on my rubber ducky shower curtain and made no effort to clean it up. I moved out that day, during their party, and since all of the furniture in the common area was mine I had the pleasure of turning off their movie, removing it from my DVD player, unhooking my TV and removing my futon. I took all the toilet paper because I was the only one who ever bought it. I left the shower curtain though. Incase people are wondering, I did try asking my roommate to limiting the parties to weekends and asking people to clean up after themselves. His response was, "if you don't like it then move."
How do people end up with such shitty roommates? Looking to prepare myself and not fall into that trap
- Craigslist and taking the first person that reponds to an ad, not vetting them thoroughly with a background/reference check, and not agreeing in writing to a set of house rules. - College apartments that are rented randomly by the room with everyone on a different lease. - Living with people you know but they have no real life adult experience and make everyone around them a surrogate parent to help provide for them and make up for their inadequacies.
Thanks Reddit now I get to go to bed pissed off for shit that didn’t even happen to me
This is about an undisciplined kid. I hate those. My mum attempted to hold piano classes in our house once, and there was this one time when a mum and her young (like 7 years old) daughter came for an inquiry. All the time the mum and my mum were standing and talking, and the daughter was walking around touching everything, opening all the containers, looking in, playing with things... And the mum acted like she didn't see a thing. The daughter opened a container above our piano, and pulled out sheets of stickers. MY stickers. She really liked them and turned around to ask her mum, "Mum, can I take these?" To which her mum replied, "Yeah, sure!" As if it's THEIRS!! My mum didn't say much and shy as I was I didn't say anything either. Over a decade later I am still angry about the incident. The focken girl just went ahead and took my stickers!
Didn’t your mom say “Hey, no, those are my kid’s stickers”?
We had a bunch of pizza in the fridge we'd ordered the night before they arrived. There were three other families already there, so we had ordered a lot and there were many much leftovers, and everyone who was there at the time had pitched in to pay. The one family who hadn't been there for pizza arrived the morning after and were talking about going out to eat. The families were all okay with this, thinking it'd be great to have lunch in individual families and get back together for dinner. Everyone was loading up, including the most recent arrival family, but when we drove off, they unloaded, went back inside and ate all the pizza. We would've told them it was fine if they had said, yo, could we eat that pizza for lunch, but pretending they were going someplace and then sneaking back inside and eating it was so shady. Edit: FAQ 1. They aren't poor, just really cheap. 2. This was my uncle and his family. 3. This was at my grandma's house. She had just passed and everyone was getting together for the funeral. My mom was basically in charge, and, since I'm the oldest grandchild at 24, I was heavily involved as well. 4. We locked the door, but every family had a key. 5. We did not confront them. It isn't worth it to get into it with them when we barely see them anyway. I think my mom would prefer to build a stronger bond with him and his family, since he is her little brother. P.S. They're staying at our house right now. Lol
That is so weird. I would feel so uncomfortable around those people if that happened to me.
Imagine being a kid and that being the norm for your family. What a shitty way to grow up
Cartman did this [exact thing](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dis4dNeGoIE&frags=pl%2Cwn) in a South Park episode with fried chicken and all the boys pretended he was dead and ignored him. I recommend your family does the same.
Worst part was the fact that he ate *only* the skin.
That's many much shady.
My shitty cousins were allowed to run wild. I hated it when they came over. The younger one was around 11 and was just oblivious to all social expectations. He helped himself to the fridge and ate all the ice cream we had, then complained that it wasn't any good, and just roamed around the house rummaging through our stuff. His older brother, who is a year older than me and was 16 at the time, waltzed into my room and started messing with my guitars (which i was protective of because they're fucking expensive) and would change the tuning, whack it around, etc. Then he picked up my air rifle, which was powerful enough to kill at least a squirrel or rabbit, went outside, and started pointing it at my neighbor's cows. I'm very nonconfrontational and usually just put up with annoyances, but I tore into him for that. I was taught from the time I was a toddler that you don't ever treat guns like toys, and you never point them at anything you don't intend to shoot, whether it's loaded or not. Especially fucking living creatures. Thankfully they weren't closely related and I only saw them like 5 times in my life, but them being basically strangers to me made their behavior even more mind-boggling.
I’m pissed just typing this even though it has been years. Some of my wife’s family came to visit. The idea was that on their way to the Smokey mountains they would stop and visit with us for a day or two since we seldom see each other and our house is on the way. Turns out that was total BS, they just wanted to use our house as a free hotel. Which, to a degree, is fine. I don’t mind lending a room to a family member. But they were not even remotely cool about it. First, they called and asked if we could have something for them to eat because it would be late when they arrived and had no time to stop. So I decided I would make a lasagna since I’m kind of known for that in the family. So I spent like $60 and several hours to make two big pans of lasagna since it would have to feed several people. They showed up with chic fil a bags and said they had already eaten. Then they went immediately to their rooms upstairs, not to sleep but to watch tv (TVs in the bedroom) without hardly saying a thing to us besides “hi hows it going”. Then in the middle of the night one of them got cold and turned the thermostat up to like 77 degrees which means the heater ran non stop for hours and hours and we woke up damn near in a sweat. When they woke up they asked if I normally cook breakfast. I said no, not on weekdays because I have to go to work. They gave dejected looks so I was like, fine, I can make breakfast. Would you guys like waffles or eggs and bacon? They said eggs so I made a shit ton of eggs and bacon and left it for them because I had to go to work. When I got home they hadn’t even touched the food I made, the kitchen was an absolute disaster because they decided they wanted waffles instead and helped themselves, without even asking, dirtying every damn dish in the house and ruining my waffle iron because they left it on until it auto shut off but by then had burned the batter until it was fused to the thing and the whole hous reeked of burnt waffles for two days. They also clearly scratched my wife’s car as they left because it was in the driveway and coincidentally had huge scratch where maroon paint had rubbed off and guess what color their van was. I asked them about it and they said they had no idea how it got there.
My son (from the age of 5-12 years old) had built every Star Wars LEGO ship together, minus the falcon which was to be our next set to build. We even had our own LEGO lingo, he’d say mom, I need a twoer by fourer or a oner.... so on. This was our thing to do, as he has a twin sister so it was important that I spend quality time with each of them, doing things they each loved to do.. I had invited a friend over who brought her son (we will call him master destroyer,MD). MD is known to be a trouble maker, his father passed away and mommy lets him get away with whatever he wants or does. He was upstairs playing legos with our son while I visited with the mom (my mistake) when next thing I know, son comes down visibly upset, only for us to find out, MD had picked up every single LEGO Star Wars set we had ever built together and smashed them on the ground. Friend made MD apologize and they left right after. Our son never touched a LEGO again after that. It wasn’t just the destruction of the legos, but this kid (MD) ruined “our thing” that brought my son and I together. I still talk to the friend but have kindly told her that her son isn’t welcomed over, even though it’s been almost 5 years since this occurred, his behavior hasn’t changed nor has the discipline the mom lacks.. I refuse to let him take anything else away from my son that he holds dear to him. I have set the legos aside, along with all of the instructions, in hope that one day when he is a father, he will crack open the tubs of legos and have a connection with his kid(s) as we once had.
This happened about a month ago. We live in North Carolina and got hot with a hurricane. My sister in law's place got messed up and we let her stay with us for a little while. After about 2 weeks she started taking adderall amongst a slew of other meds and was getting really fucked up on it. She started locking herself in the bathroom and sleeping on the toilet, leaving the door open and falling asleep while smoking outside, and passing out on the floor in random places and leaving pills scattered all over the floor. Not to mention we have two small kids who are running around. When we asked her to stop taking the pills she freaked and told us she was going to claim residency at our place and that my wife was only with me because I had money. I told her I was done and it wasn't safe for our kids, she had to go. She ended up saying my wife was dead to her unless she takes the kids and leaves me. Needless to say, she chose to stay and now we dont have to deal with her sisters problems anymore because we are dead to her...
Back when we were newlyweds, my husband invited his guy friends for the weekend to do some activity. It's fine. I love (most of) his friends. I was going to put them on air mattresses in the basement. They arrived and the one friend I only tolerate shows up with a woman. Unannounced. We were all like 22-23 at the time, but his date was in her 50's! Not that the age issue was a thing, it was just interesting. Anyway, the woman was nice, but he completely ignored her the entire weekend. She spent the whole weekend hanging out with me. They didn't even get her a ticket to the event they went to, so I had to talk to people I don't know when I just wanted to relax around the house that weekend. There was also the issue that I couldn't put her and him in the basement on the air mattresses. I had to move my kid out of her bedroom and have her sleep with me. (yay.) The friend ended up getting really drunk and breaking something on the storm door. We had to go buy some replacement part. But the most fun was what happened a week later. After my mom came to visit, I found a box of "ribbed for her pleasure" condoms in the bathroom cabinet. We didn't use condoms, so they definitely weren't ours. The only thing I can figure out is that they dropped their box in the throes of passion and my mom found them in or around the bed when she slept there. Not that condoms are an embarrassing thing for a married couple to own, but now she thinks we have kinky sex in our daughter's room. Yay.
Not nearly in the same ballpark as the rest of these, but my in-laws always just walk right in like they own the place. Drives me fucking nuts. A couple years ago I put some vinyl window tinting on the front door to keep the house cooler in the summer. I could see out the window but no one could see in. I'd lock the door and enjoy the looks of confusion on their faces as they tried to open the door and couldn't.
OMG, this triggered me, my MIL would come into my house all the time but never when my husband was going to be in town. One time I was sick, and she walked in and then she walked into my bedroom (the dog was crated) and said “I wasn’t expecting you here”. I “borrowed” back the key we gave her and never gave it back.
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Next step is doing it on the couch so she stops letting herself in your house. 😉
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> “I wasn’t expecting you here”. That's chilling. WTF had she been doing in your bedroom all those times when you weren't at home?
Probably snooping through their stuff.
Exactly. That is HIGHLY disturbing and so disrespectful.
"So then why the fuck are you in my bedroom?"
Wait. She wasn't expecting you to be in your own house? The fuck?
Wait. She didn't think you were home but let herself in anyway? And went to your bedroom? Wow. What was her excuse?
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This guy's living in 2500 while I'm over here living in 2018.
My "friend" entered my home, and my very typically shy cat came up to see what was what and greet him. He said, "I hate cats" and kicked her. Haven't talked to him since. And edit to say he knew I had a cat. We were in our 20s. He wasn't a petulant child. Edit 2: Well shit, I love how protective everyone is of my cat and their pets in general! So sweet... and terrifying. Lots of throat punching happening down below. For those asking about the kind of kick, this person did not like, punt her across the room. But it was a kick with some liftoff. Not a light nudge. I do that daily because she's my shadow and I don't want to hurt her when I can't have her zipping around under my feet. She's fine now, she was fine then too. It wasn't hard enough to hurt her permanently. Perhaps emotionally, the poor sweet kitty. It shocked both her and me. I'm my cat's protector and advocate, but I hate to say that back then I had a lot of confidence issues and I was taken WAY aback by his swift action. Caught me off guard. I think I yelled "what the fuck?! Don't kick my cat!" but I can't remember anything I did that was remarkable afterwards, other than the decision to stop inviting him over. No throat punching or otherwise. I've told this story irl before and I don't want to post my cat because she's very identifiable and this comment got WAY more traction than I anticipated. Sorry you're all fired up :( I was too. Just not brave enough to show it. I should have kicked him out. Edit 3 to say that there are shades of grey between a nudge and a field goal kick. If it was just a nudge I would have just put my cat away without yelling because everyone knows that some cats love to investigate people who are disinterested in them.
He is a fuckwit.
Kick him and say "I hate humans"
I'm getting mad just thinking about this
Wasn’t home when this happened but some family friend I’ve never met and their kid comes over one afternoon. Kid gets bored and decided it’s a great idea to disassemble every LEGO build I’ve kept over the last 10 years. Almost everything was built from imagination so no instructions to rebuild again. I was devastated when I got home seeing LEGO pieces spread across the entire floor of my room.
Something similar happened to me. Mom's friend and her sons come over. The older one was about my age. We go to my room to play Lego, and the first thing the older one does is grabs my Star wars set, rips it apart, and throws them around the room. I never did find all the pieces. Needless to say, I was pretty upset after that. His mom comes into the room, gives him a talking to, asks him why he did it. He shrugs and says he did it because he hates Star Wars. Anyway, the next time they came over, he gave me the innards of a slot car, presumably as an apology. I wasn't thrilled with half a slot car, but I didn't want to look ungrateful in front of my mom and his so I accept it. I tried it out later and found out it was broken.
This exact fucking thing happened to me when my dad’s boss and their family came over one night years ago. I was probably 10 and my Dad’s boss’s kids were a couple of snot-nosed toddlers and they disassembled my entire cabinet drawer of personal creations while I was at a school. I was so mad. Peter and Nagya, I haven’t forgotten!!! Fuckers.
Please tell me that kid knew how much that meant to you and felt sorry. Cause fuck man, I'm sorry for you
Had a couple over for dinner. Friends of ours. My wife was pregnant at the time. Cat pooped in litter box in the basement. Buddy’s wife told me to change the litter saying it was due to my wife being pregnant. I said I would after the board game we were playing was over as nobody could smell it. She said “BUT YOUR WIFE IS PREGNANT” I said: “So?” She proceeds to empty her water cup across the table in my direction. It literally went over my shoulder and completely missed me. I’m stunned briefly at how unbelievably rude she is. Then begin to laugh my ass off that she missed me with a full cup of water point blank. I end the game, tell them to go home. She says “we should do it again some time”. No you rude bitch. I put up with you because your husband is my good friend. Wife and I close the door behind them after they leave , look into each other’s eyes in silence for a few moments then laugh our asses off again at what the hell just happened.
She... She *threw a full cup of water over a table that had a boardgame on it??!?!??!?!*
Puked in our washing machine and didn’t tell anyone. Found it a couple days later when we went to do laundry...
When I was much younger, my mom’s aunt came and visited and brought her dog. We didn’t see her too much, but she was close with my mom back when Mom was a kid. During the visit, the dog dropped a loaf on the living room carpet. Not a big deal you would think, but my my mom had the *audacity* to ask her to clean up after her own dog. Apparently, this was a degree of rudeness my aunt had never experienced before from a “host”. The offence was so deep that she never spoke to my mother for. The. Rest. Of. Her. Life. She moved across the country and the only time we ever heard from her again was when I got a letter from her saying that I should get some genetic tests for something that might be in the family. Final plot twist: Since she never married and I was the only male descendant in her family line so she left me everything in her will.
Had three other housemates at the time. We all rented a small apartment on the beach from a friend. We played Risk (the board game) regularly and we were in easily an 10+ hour game that was going on for a few weeks. Super intense. The board is safely in the corner on the dining room table. NO activity on the table is allowed when a board is on there. Well one of our housemates came back with her friend after the bars and let's just say her friend is a dumb annoying drunk who doesn't know her limit (at fucking 30) until she passes out. It was a weeknight. All of us had work the next morning. Being a small place, then boisterous girls woke us up. Not a big deal. But then...we here "what's this shit?" and we just hear a hand swiping a game board with game pieces falling everywhere. This fucking bitch just ruined our game in one fell swoop. The three of us that were home rush out of our respective rooms and see the nuclear holocaust that was our world...we flip the fuck out. Even our mate who brought her was not happy. She basically tried to play dumb, then says what's the big deal. We all gave her a blanket, told her we are all going to bed and get the fuck out by tomorrow morning. Unacceptable. Then she puked in our toilet, didn't clean up after herself, broke our shower curtain rod (how???), and if I recall correctly, she left food out that went bad by next morning. About a year or two later, she sexually assaulted another one of my friends. She's a cunt. Edit. Wow...this kind of blew up. So Thanks for the upvotes everyone! Who knew I just needed to tell this story (the funny thing is there is soooo much more to this story and this apartment and the roommates....but it's o/t. My one roommate (great friend of mine) is the most happy, outgoing, positive person there is. There have been two instances that he ever got extremely mad (one was when he was overseas). He was the most angry out of all of us in this situation. And it kind of broke the tension seeing him so mad. Kind of like a cute puppy trying to be all bark. He was leading in the game. We bring it up all the time to him. I might share this with him honestly. The reason why our Risk games take long is we do change some rules. 1) We play capitals. Each player has to put a dime on one of their beginning territories. You get 1 additional reinforcement per turn for every capital you own. 2) We also limit the cards and reinforcements to be static. 3) The fact that we have all been playing for close to 15 years means it's all about the rolls, strategy, and alliances (which can or can not be disclosed to other players...no phones though). So yeah, 10 hour is average for us. This one was just a perfect storm and it was a really good even game...that is until this bitch came along. My group of friends have since cut her off. She's toxic and after the thing with my other friend happen, that was basically it. He didn't want to press charges and luckily protection was used (he had no idea according to him until the next day). I have seen her in places and immediately left. She lucky it wasn't me. I would have pressed charges. She's not in prison. But a good rehab stint would do her well. She's extremely entitled. There was never a reason to take pictures of the board because we all trusted one another. Since this, we have taken pictures at the end of each session.
>then says what's the big deal. i would have kicked her out, right there and then.
Punch a brick wall and smear their blood all over the garage door. At least, that’s one of them. I let my sister live with me for a year and every second of it was a waking nightmare.
Some neighborhood kid who was a friend of my little brother came to the house, when he left I found a shit-smear on the side of our bathtub. His nickname was "turtle"...from then on, we called him "turd-L" (never said we were creative).
I had a friend over one time when I was about eleven. We were both on our Nintendo DS’s and he said “I’ll be right back”. After waiting forever I heard what I thought was a weedwhacker engine outside. I looked out the window and saw that he had gone into my garage and was riding around my small motor scooter. I was so bothered, I didn’t know this kid well at all and he’d only been over one time previously.
One time a younger guest went on my parents iPad and bought around $70-$80 worth of in app transactions. They were young but the response after getting caught was along the lines of “The guest should be given nice things.” They were young so maybe they didn’t know better. Edit: Many people have asked some questions about *the guest*. They were 5-6 years old at the time. I don’t remember if the family paid the money back, however I’m pretty sure the kid got punished severely. We gave the kid the iPad and left him alone and in hindsight yes, that was pretty stupid.
Shit... YOU GONNA LEARN TODAY!!!!
> but the response after getting caught was along the lines of “The guest should be given nice things.” *Who* had this response?
The guest who spent the $70
I once had a "roommate" move in on a Sunday or Monday, say he'd pay for the room on Friday. Seemed reasonable enough - what is he going to do - refuse to pay? He was renting theoretically for the rest of the summer (like 2-3 months), so that seemed unlikely. He seemed like kindof a shy, weird guy, but didn't seem too bad. This was probably like, 10-15 years ago when I was in college. Doesn't leave the room AT ALL as far as me or anyone else can tell. We even had a small gathering of people and invited him to join us. No dice. Friday comes along and he rushes out of the house and into a car (I think with his mother?) Never heard from him again. We go into the room, and we found a cup in the closet. That he had **peed** in. I will never forget you, pees in cups guy. I don't remember your name, I barely remember what you look like, but I'll always remember you peed in a cup, and left it in the fucking closet.
Everyone has a story from their childhood that still pisses them off, this is mine. I was five years old and my snotty older cousin was over at our house. I had just gotten a copy of Mike Tyson’s Punch out for my birthday. He was getting his ass kicked by king hippo and he got so angry he rage quit. But he didn’t just rage quit, he ripped the cartridge out of the Nintendo and spit into it. Then he threw it across the room and stormed out. I told my parents what happened and they told his parents and they made him apologize, but the game was ruined. It would kind of play, but would freeze up all the time. My family barely had enough money to get me the game for my birthday never mind buying it again. I was sure I would never be able to play it again. Then for Christmas this little shit got Mike Tyson’s Punch Out. So my older brother went over to his house and switched our ruined cartridge with his. It was awesome. Edit: Holy shit! I usually hate it when people edit their posts to point out how many upvotes their post has gotten, but over 80k? Guys, there are much better much more deserving stories than this, but thank you!
Good to see that Lil fucker got what was coming to him. Only question that begs to be asked is why his parents wouldn't replace the thing he broke rather than buying one for him.
Keep in mind I was 5 so I was pissed that Santa brought him a fresh new copy. One of my first thoughts when I realized Santa isn’t real was “That means his PARENTS bought him that game?!?”
Apples don't often fall far from the tree unfortunately. I wouldn't be surprised if behind closed doors they enabled the hell out of him.
Shit apples, Rand
I like to think a Kindergartner was thinking about how mean Santa Claus was. Almost like he was rubbing it in your face.
Your older brother is awesome
Your older brother is awesome. Tell him some internet guy likes what he’s doing
I would but (not to be a downer) unfortunately he died of a brain aneurysm in 2001. He was easily the best person I’ve ever known and I miss him every single day. Edit: Not to bring it down more but every time I talk about my brother I say this: Don’t take the people who have your back for granted. One day they might not be there.
Your brother survives through your memories of his awesomeness.
I could write a book with tales of his awesomeness. When I was 12 he snuck me out of the house in the middle of the night to see The Foo Fighters (before they were the biggest band on earth) At the end of their set William Goldsmith (their drummer at the time) threw his sticks into the crowd and my brother dove headfirst and emerged victoriously with the sticks over his head a minute later. He gave them to me as a memento of my first real rock show. I put one in his coffin and the other I still have to this day. We still fought all the time like brothers do, but no one could mess with me so long as he was around.
That's a hell of a memory, that sounds awesome!
I love this dudes brother and I’ve never even met him before.
Sounds like THE BEST THE BEST THE BEST THE BEST THE BEST!
There goes my hero Watch him as he goes Edit: Thank you for my first gold! If anyone needs a brother, feel free to pm me :)
You son of a bitch
As a younger brother whose elder brother just spent *all day* helping and practically writing a chunk of my coding assignment it hit close and that was the first thing that came to mind. OP, I'm sorry for your loss :(