Can people pls post about their terrible guest experiences?

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I'm bored and I love hearing them!! ( yes... AIBU!!)

My stepdaughter stayed one time and used so much loo paper the system became blocked. Took a visit from the plumber before we found out what had happened. Luckily, she took note and we didn't have the problem again!

alpha - prob for sex

Finishing work one night (2&3am) DP and I took pity on young colleague who would've had to walk 3-4 miles in pitch dark torrential rain, inviting him to stay on our sofa (we lived 2mins walk away,none of us drove)
Woke up in the middle of the night to find colleague sat on the end of the bed staring at me, woke dp who guided "sleepwalking" guest back to the living room. I say "sleepwalking " because he actually held his arms out, whilst snoring ala tom and jerry.
Next morning woken by police searching for missing persons. Colleague hadn't let his parents know where he was and they reported him missing.
Another "colleague" stole Cuban cigars and some jewellery the night before he emigrated.
We don't invite colleagues over any more

^ really unlikely, when they stay they share the room with their daughter, and are in the room above us in a very old and creeky house, plus she always goes to bed a couple of hours before him. Defo not that. I think they must just use loads, we feed them well, maybe they just poo a lot!

A few months ago, we had a friend/colleague ask to stay over so she could attend a late work dinner. She turned up around midnight somewhat the worse for wear.

Came down next morning to find guest peacefully asleep and the kitchen an absolute state of spilt vodka and spirits. Amongst other things, she had opened some of the more esoteric spirits we'd had standing around in the back of a cupboard (!), obviously spilt a lot, and tried to make herself coffee ... using the discarded grounds from the previous day which I'd been saving to put on the garden as anti-slug protection. Plus there were crumbs everywhere where she'd obviously got the munchies. She'd either spilt or drunk most of a bottle of vodka and one of lychee-flavour liqueur, as well as a generous amount of rather good quality kirsch.

This is an otherwise smart professional woman in her mid-30s, whom I know primarily as a colleague rather than a friend.

My DH's BIL is a w. That's polite, I actually want to say c**. He always pushes my buttons with rude behaviour each time he comes to stay. At Xmas he and his family stayed for 2 weeks. He drinks lots of beer, so goes out to buy HIS beer. They do not buy wine, which we drink, because they do not. Nor do they contribute in any other way.

On night one, he got pissed (as usual, to the extent where he slurs his words) went into the fridge for another bottle of beer and it smashed to smithereens on the floor. Beer and glass bits everywhere. Only I didn't hear the noise and on wondering where he was, went into the kitchen to find him using a decent teatowel and a special festive Xmas towel to mop the floor, collect up the glass (not successfully) and put them in the bin! I then took over to finish cleaning up. Why didn't he ask for help and use a floorcloth and kitchen roll which were right in front of him? No apology the next morning.

He loafed around drinking every evening, always grunting and talking about his own self and personal situation (I'll spare you all that), is one of those people who doesn't really make eye contact when they speak to you and is generally just rude. On day 8, when he, his wife and 2 kids aged 13 and 15 still hadn't lifted a finger clearing up after dinner (always difficult as they only eat junk), I made a suggestion to the kids that they help me clear up. Deafening silence. I repeated myself. Deafening silence. A couple of minutes later, he was stood near the sink and I asked him politely if the kids ever do chores to which he replied in a very firm tone "I don't fink they 'ave to." He then told my DH that I'd reprimanded him. Then they went on a 3-day excursion and came back with the norovirus, each falling ill in turn. Sick on the carpet, poo running down the outside of the loo and not wiped away as i realised once they'd left. He threw up in the utility room sink, told me 2 days later but says he managed to push bits of tomato down it with his fingers (seriously!) and cleaned up after himself he told me. I then realise that streaks of whatever across the worktop, under a dish drainer and amongst other stacked items were his puke.

They don't eat fruit and veg. Xmas Day lunch fortunately they went out to eat with his mum and stepdad. One child had 3 portions of trifle for his lunch (ie. no turkey, nothing else at all!).

I felt traumatised after they left! Xmas was so miserable. The kids barely interacted with my 9-year-old son who couldn't believe his only 2 cousins were such grumpy, withdrawn, lazy teenagers. BIL doesn't get on with his own family, hence staying with us for so long as they live in another country. Although one of his sisters lives near us so he/they could stay with her.
My DH (it's his sister and BIL) told me I should just suck it up, and I tried. I honestly came close to divorcing him with his lack of support. Next time BIL will be the one sucking it up, with his family.

I could go on ...

We had a friend of DH's over to stay once. She'd had a rough time recently and we wanted to be kind (DH had already helped her with practicalities of her situation, been a shoulder to cry on etc.). Suggested we took her out somewhere nice for lunch and that we would pay for her meal between us. She threw me a withering look as I put my coat on and said 'Oh, are you coming too?'

Took the hint and sent her and DH off for a coffee after the meal so they could talk while I did some shopping. She saw me going into Evans (was size 20 at the time), ran after me hooting with laughter and danced round the shop going 'HAAA, these clothes are HUGE! For HUGE PEOPLE!'

From all that you'd think she fancied my DH but I genuinely believe she doesn't (though do suspect he had a crush on her when they were teenagers and she liked the attention). She asked me on another occasion whether I seriously found him attractive because she thought he was nice but really ugly. Oh yes, and when staying at hers once she left us to not only put the sofa bed together ourselves but to tidy her minging crusty living room to make space for it, while she went to bed saying she couldn't be bothered. Also told us we couldn't have coffee in the morning as it was too much effort to wash up the pot.

She's not my favourite.

I have described dsil before, but will say again that she refused to dress in more than skimpy pyjamas in December , kept stretching and rolling around the floor showing me her belly button piercing, kept saying she was cold...Get dressed then. She's forty- something, it's not pretty.

Although previously a normal eater, she now rejected everything in the
house. Lasagne, fruit crumble, omelette, toast, all refused with shudders. She would like a Dominos pizza , must be Dominos though. We live in the sticks, and have no pizza delivery of any kind so couldn't supply one.
Finally she accepted a bowl of cornflakes. She used her fist to grind them to powder in the bowl, before adding the milk.
Next day she wanted to be driven to a shop, where she bought two giant bags of haribo and two giant bottles of coke. She ate nothing else all weekend.
I gave up.

Our friend likes us to stay at his as he likes to cook for us and have company watching late night tv. He lives alone in a 3 bed house 45 mins away and is our son s godfather. We prefer not to stay over as our son was a co sleeping baby and toddler til he was 2 and hard work to look after in other people s houses.. especially those with no children!

We come over for an overnight visit.

One time when ds was 10 months old

On arrival were told we are now on the sofa bed as our ds is now old enough ti not need to co sleep and so he hadn't made up his king size bed for us like he had talked about and agreed to before when I said I wpuld rather no stay over as I worry about squashing son in the sofa bed as it dips horribly in the middle. No notice of this so we said no worries we will stay the day and just head back after dinner as honestly couldnt sleep in that bed eve if just one us shared it with him and other one of us on sofa as it was a foamy mattress of death

Cut massive hUffing and puffing paddy from host who grumbled loudly under his breath about our parenting style and that he was tired and couldn't be arsee to change his bed for us but would have to.

Offer to help and get told "NO.. JUST LEAVE ME DO ALL THE WORK" and much flinging of clothes and sheets from the room and more sighs and huffs and "for god s sake"

We got quite stressed out by ut all and grid to leave and he said no it'd sorted now.. let's move on. So awkward but tried our best to make atmosphere better and make conversa ton. Our son didn't settle well.. prob picking up on things and my stress host was huffing and puffing about that too and mumbling about us pandering to him by not just leaving him to cry it out.I wanted to leave but DH didn't want to offend

Manged to sleep eventually but little one woke at 530am and DH took him down to living room so he didn't disturb host and I could lay in as hadn't slept well at all.

I tske over at 7am so DH Can go nap as host not up til about 8. Host comes down at 7.10am and huffs and puffs.. I ask him if all.ok and he sighs and says he knows we are tired but he was really unimpressed that my DH hadn't wiped water off the bathroom tiles on wall from our sons bath last night and also that when he had come down at 6 for some water there was some milk spilt on the counter that hadn't been wiped up...

I was 😮 and apologised saying sorry.. fh tired.. been at work all week.. prob just hadn't noticed and that when I came down there was no milk so it had or8n just been there while he was mid making ds s porridge and feeding him it in the living room (where table is) ... to save him getting upset waiting and it getting cold etc as using pre made formula milk which is a faff to get to right temp

He rolled his eyes and I lost my shit. Haha.
Talked it out and agreed never to come over on friday again when we are all shattered.

I still can't work out who was being unreasonable here haha.. I think him... but was it us?! We didn't force ourselves on him!

Still friends but only been to his a handful Of times since... and some the most recent one which was a total total nightmare we won't be staying again.

Ah what long boring read but that has saved me a fortune in therapy as my husband is too nice to let me rant haha!!!

So this could be a bad house guest/ bad host story depending whether you are TeamFlap or TeamHuffyHost 😂😂

I can't compete with some of these stories, but here are mine:

1. DH's aunt, whom I nickname 'aunt sponge'. She visits once a year for 4-5 days and expects to be waited on and taken to the finest local restaurants. Never pays for anything, not even a round of drinks or a bottle of wine. She's loaded.

Curiously, when we visit her (and when we do, I insist that we stay in a hotel because her house is freezing and the rations are short), we're expected to pay for the dinners out there, too, to thank her for having us!

Occasionally she'll wander into the kitchen when I'm preparing dinner (she has exacting standards) and ask if there's anything she can do. If I suggest something, there's always a reason why she can't do it. She doesn't use that kind of potato peeler, for example.

1. A couple I no longer see but with whom I was friendly before I was married. One night a bunch of us were going to a comedy club in the northern city I was living in then. I had a big house and some guests, including this couple, lived too far away to travel back that night so I had 7 people staying over.

They had recently acquired a dog and asked whether they could bring it. No, I said. I'm not really an animal person and I didn't want dog hairs or dog smell in my house.

They turn up with the dog, and a dog cage. Can the dog stay in the cage, in the sitting room, whilst we're all at the comedy club? No, it bloody can't: it would undoubtedly leave some deposits on the carpet during the 6+ hours we'd be out! I asked them to leave the dog in its cage in my garage, which was a nice garage: clean and with a light. They grudgingly agreed.

They decide to leave the club early in case the dog was lonely. Please don't let the dog into the house, I requested. When we all arrived back an hour or so later, we find the bloody dog leaping around the house, licking things and knocking things over. Good job that I was merrily drunk, or I would have reacted far worse than I did.

I didn't ask them back. Selfish bastards. Either get a dog-sitter or don't come!

DH, I, and a friend were the guests from Hell.

A friend of our friend said that we could stay in a little 3 room rustic cabin next to a stream in a nearby canyon. It was a picturesque place, only reached by walking. The cabin was a log cabin type affair with an outhouse with other little cabins along the stream.

We hiked down there one Saturday morning with the friend of our friend who let us in and gave us the key. When we got in we found it was definitely rustic. We spent the rest of the day cleaning. We washed all the crockery in the cupboard, disposing of many dead bugs in the process. We gave the dead mouse in the fireplace a decent burial, and cleaned a carpet that was pretty much 100% covered in mouse poop left by the mouse's relatives. We smiled and waved at the neighbors when we saw them, practiced good fire safety, and made sure we cleaned up after ourselves.

It turned out that friend of a friend was not he cabin owner. He had the key as one of his vague acquaintances had given it to him so he could do some work in the cabin, he'd then invited us as if it was his house. The neighbors told the owners who were obviously livid - probably on the scale of the Mexican house thief thread. Fortunately we never got to meet them in person. They must have thought that people wanting to spend a weekend cleaning their cabin were weird as all get.

We've had guests who wanted to bring their dog. Refused, but they brought it anyway. Cue much faffing about the dog having to be kept in the car, going out to check on it, blah blah blah.

But in the main, we haven't had any awful guests, thankfully.

I must confess I find visiting children difficult at times, and privately with DH, I have a list of children Who Are Not Invited Back

So many annoying guests!! Can't believe the audacity of some people

I love these... 😱😱😱

lavei how on earth did she get a takeaway through the window??? 😱

Wowzers.. some horrors here 😱😱😱 how can people be so self centred?

Is it wrong to say I love these posts? Wish there were more!!!

I dont know if this counts because they weren't really guests, they just turned up with suitcases and said they were staying. But- MIL and BIL stayed with us for a month after being evicted from their flat.They said they were leaving on a day we had to go out. when we got home they had taken almost everything in our house. The only things they left were my books, our bed, duvet, a frying pan, camping stove and some of our clothes. They didn't even leave DH any pants. But they did leave their cats. Also, I was pregnant at the time and DH had just been laid off from work so we were pretty skint. We had no fridge for 2 months, in the summer. They are baffled as to why we want nothing to do with them.

This may out me, as I've told it many times!
Disclaimer, I know it wasn't her fault, but it was extremely stressful!

So I had an airbnb guest - a chinese girl, who emailed in broken but perfectly understandable english, but when she arrived, she hardly understood a single word...
She was staying 1 night, but had a suitcase bigger than her, which I offered to help her carry upstairs, and she just handed it to me and stood back, so I ended up hauling it up myself. She gets into my room, and unpacks her suitcase over the entire floor (she had a rice cooker in there and hundreds of packs of instant noodles... maybe she thought we didn't have food here), so I couldn't get to any of my stuff.
But this is the bad bit - she went to take a shower, and a few minutes later, standing in the kitchen below, water started pouring through the ceiling!
I went and banged on the bathroom door, saying "turn the shower off" etc, but of course she didn't understand me.
Eventually she turned it off and came out, and I asked her why there was water everywhere, - turns out, she had carefully tucked the shower curtain OUTSIDE the bath, so the water was just flowing out... She just waved at the curtain and said "I have never seen this before"...
I was a bit gobsmacked, I would have thought a shower curtain was self-explanatory!
After this, I carefully explained to every guest how a shower curtain works... they probably thought I was nuts.

After a friend's engagement party in a different city, I stayed on her sofa. Sadly overnight I came down with violent food poisoning (out of both ends). Needed to spend pretty much all day in the bathroom. They had a fairly smal flat and only one bathroom. They were lovely about it but I wa mortified.

'DH's aunt, whom I nickname 'aunt sponge'. She visits once a year for 4-5 days and expects to be waited on and taken to the finest local restaurants. Never pays for anything, not even a round of drinks or a bottle of wine. She's loaded.

Curiously, when we visit her (and when we do, I insist that we stay in a hotel because her house is freezing and the rations are short), we're expected to pay for the dinners out there, too, to thank her for having us!'

I'll never understand why people enable this behaviour and say nothing. Why do you allow this? 'It's lovely to see you, Aunty, but we're unable to afford to take you out so we'll be eating at home. If you want to eat out you'll have to pay for it.' 'It's nice to see you, Aunty, but we cannot provide the level of waiting on you desire. You would be better off in a hotel.'

If you go over there, don't take her out! If she brings it up, you say, 'We cannot afford to pay for extra guests at expensive places but you're welcome to join us at (Subway, Maccy D's, Wimpy's, etc.).

"BBCEssex" after a story?

I was about to post mine but hold on, yeah, BBCEssex? Really?

DM after a story but waiting a bit?

Distant relative (uncle-by-marriage's elderly father) came to stay for 2 nights, as was in our area attending a lecture. I was woken up at 3am by a repeated kick against the wall and then a sliding noise. I lay in bed for a while listening then got up to investigate.

When I turned the light on I found the guest in the sitting room doing yoga (basically headstands) against the wall. This was odd in itself, but he was also starkers. Being very British I apologised, quickly turned the light back off and scurried back to bed.

It wasn't mentioned in the morning!

Took one of my favourite books from my bookcase ...

Then went to the toilet for a long shit ...

Gave me the book back.