What's the weirdest thing a guest in your house has done? (Lighthearted)

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DH had a close childhood friend. They were in their early 20s and friend had come over to hang out (just for the evening not to stay over).

DH was still living with his parents at the time and they were all in the living room chatting when friend randomly gets up and announces "right I'm going for a bath" and just goes off and has a bath in their house.

It's such a small thing but so bizarre. What odd habits have you seen from house guests?

I DO have loads of bins and am being criticised for it. I have three floors, two stand-alone toilets, one bathroom and one shower room. And they all have bins with lids so the dogs can't into anything. My older daughter has a moderate learning disability and epilepsy and I like to know she understands just to use a bin. She doesn't have the cognitive ability to sort out recycling into the correct bins. So I do it. And I haven't died yet from touching anything.

I used to live in a smallish flat with a small bathroom with little space for storage or leaving stuff out. I kept things minimal — shower gel and shampoo in the shower and everything else in the bathroom cabinet or on a single shelf. I had a very sweet friend who'd had a terribly deprived background and who would come and stay several times a year and every time would remove my shower gel and shampoo from the shower and my moisturiser and cleanser and body lotion from the shelf and put them in the bathroom cabinet. She'd then arrange her things (including hair brush, hair straighteners, make-up, scent) on the shelf, the windowsill and the sides of the basin. Everything was positioned very neatly, with spaces in between. She would also remove things she didn't like from the spare room, including a chair which she put outside my bedroom door, with a lamp perched on it. Apparently she didn't like the pattern of light it cast. Apart from that she was a great pal and we still see each other occasionally, though she doesn't stay with me any more. Apparently now she only stays with people who can offer her an en suite guest room.

I left him 10 yrs ago so I didn't have to see her but she passed away 5 yrs ago this March. She was horrible woman to me the full time I was with her. That was her worst thing but she also asked what was wrong with me having 3 boys why couldn't I give her a granddaughter, again had to explain that it was her son that made the boy babies as females only have. XX chromosome it's him that hands out the y in his XY chromosomes. She also told the midwife that I was making up being ill after the birth of our first son so she couldn't see him. Midwife told her I couldn't make up 49/17 blood pressure. She went home after that conversation.

Play date when my son was little. One mum looked around my four bedroom house and asked if we would do a swap for their two bedroom flat because they had three kids and I only had one, I just laughed but she seriously waited for an answer.

We have young child, 2-ish at the time - smallish house. SIL having a late night shower before bed cos she felt crappy from travelling here (much earlier in the day) but then blow drying her hair at 23:30. I would never dream of doing that at someone’s house with a young child (or even without !).

MIL always, without fail going upstairs into the house to use our bathroom when we have a (secluded in a utility room far away from where people are so it’s not a privacy issue ) large and pleasant downstairs loo. I swear it’s for snooping.

I wouldn’t mind but I can count on one hand the amount of times I’ve been upstairs in their house!!

Yes, that's the point. Bins. Plural.

Or you carry the cardboard or plastic to the designated bins in another part of the house because it is ok to carry cardboard or plastic through the house in front of others. It is not ok to carry used tampons through the house.

It IS outrageous, isn’t it! I don’t know how our toilet never got blocked!
There was always a scary moment when you’d wonder if it actually flushed.

Honestly, everyone flushed them back in 1982 onwards. People would have thought you were weird if you’d tried to put them in a bin. There weren’t any bathroom bins or sanitary bags in any house I ever visited or stayed in.

Jeez, my bathroom bin is full almost every day!

Plus, we were all basically embarrassed about periods.
We also flushed cardboard tampon applicators!
Good grief!

I am not proud of any of this and I’m really quite fanatical about recycling etc.

I have a neighbour who knocks the door at 6am. If we let him in he throws himself on the sofa and rolls around with his legs in the air.

*I should add at this point that this neighbour is a cat 🤭

A friend who moved from London used to do that. We were worried about her walking round at that time , we live in a small town and it was about 15 years ago so it was much safer than London but still not 100%. She said after London she felt free as she was always stuck in her flat there at night.

We had builders in for a while and, without fail, one of them would take a dump at 11am, pretty much like clock work. It was soon after lockdown and we were both working from home at that time. Me and DH called it the '11 o clock poo'. Smelled so gross, and he never cleaned the toilet afterwards. Was really glad to see the end of that daily ritual.

My dearest friend had me look at her holiday photos that she'd downloaded onto her TV....there must have been well over 100, many of them very similar and each image was on the screen for about 10 seconds. I was running out of adjectives to use after about the first 20

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I feel slightly better hearing that. I thought we had the weirdest burglar ever. Maybe it was the same guy and he got hungry again.

I started my period around 1996 and the paperwork the tampons I was using around then definitely said they could be flushed along with the cardboard applicators. We were told in personal health education at school in the early nineties that one of the advantages of using a tampon was that you could flush them. We were also told you could flush pads as long as we ripped them in half longways. I stopped using tampons around 2000 and started using mooncup and didn't go back to tampons until about 2015 when I was surprised to discover the paperwork had been updated to say do not flush. I am a compulsive reader of paperwork.

You should gift her the vip poo stuff, keep some in your home for when she visits and make a point to go in to flush after she leaves the loo. This is such a disrespectful thing she does that you should feel no shame or guilt to address this head on.

Ooh this reminds me of the the time our friends (a really lovely couple) flew across the world to visit us. The first thing they did upon arrival was to get out an enormous photo album (this was v early 2000s) of their house renovation, which we were shown through page by page, with explanations of all the works and materials.

I was pleased for them - they were the first people our age I knew to own a house, so that was exciting - but quickly ran out of convincing ways to express appreciation of their drywall.

If this happened as you say it did, then what a horrible disgusting woman your MIL is. I hope she bought you new clothes

A colleague I got on with really well came to lunch and brought her DH. Okay, no big deal. As I served the soup (homemade) he asked for a half portion, please, and a cup of iced water. Fine. He poured the water into his soup, saying his mouth is so sensitive he never eats hot food. My friend confirmed this, saying she always puts cold water on his dinner or he won't eat it.

I've got a worst one than that! I once found a flat mate cleaning dog shit off his shoe with the kitchen dish cloth. The one we used to clean the plates that we ate off of! He didn't see the problem because he was going to wash it out afterwards 😳

My cousin did this with their self-build house. It included pictures and web-links to the tiles, lamps, flooring, kitchen appliances that they looked at but didn't buy. We were treated to lengthy explanations which demonstrated how clever they were to make such good decisions for their final choices. Never been so bored!

Perhaps stealthily building a small buffet burglary by burglary 😂

Women who have come to stay leaving sanitary products exposed in the bathroom bin. Also baby nappies left in the bathroom without proper disposal (we toos them soiled nappies to be put in the outside bin)

Throwing away my food when it can be eaten later on. Despite telling them please don't waste food. Later to be found in the bin. That made me well peeved!

My ex MIL used to go to the toulet with the door open in my house! And if we were in the hall she would act so abruptly to half close the door and then pretend nothing happened. She also used to "mop" everything and refused to vacuum. I mean everywhere even the carpets were mopped and never vacuumed 🤦🏻‍♀️ it was unbearable when she came to stay i was so happy when she left. The Mop was disgusting I had to buy a new one.

SIL came to stay a couple of weeks after the birth of my daughter "to help" whilst I was mostly in the "sitting in a nursing chair cluster feeding" stage.

It was Covid restrictions and DH had bought healthy-ish snacks in as I was finding it hard to put her down long enough to make lunch.

SIL spent the entire day talking AT me in a circular conversation, leaving no gaps for me to interject, and proceeded to eat ALL the snacks in the house, getting up to go and grab another bag of Sunbites or raisins or whatever and often not even offering me one or making me so much as a cup of tea the whole time she stayed. She refused to eat any meals that DH cooked in the evening because she was on a diet she said!

We would then be woken up at midnight to the sound of her rifling through the cupboards looking for any snacks that she might have missed in the day.

On about day 4, she decided she wanted to be "helpful" and barged into my bedroom at around 8am where baby was sleeping and I was just about to go and put a freshly expressed hakka of milk in the fridge. She started loudly cleaning and dusting and throwing open the curtains, knocking the milk flying in the process.

I was so relieved when she went home.

In reverse of this a few of us were invited back to a uni friends home town to celebrate a big birthday. We were staying three nights. They lived rurally and it was pre internet/smart phone days. We were staying in their home and were not offered anything to eat or drink. Ended up having to ask for toast mid morning of the second day. Her mum cooked a roast and didn’t do enough for us guests. We had to just buy food like crisps and cans of coke whenever we went anywhere near civilisation over the three days and filled up on chips after the ‘main’ night out. Very strange ‘hosts’.