We have to visit clients in proper minging houses. One guy used to encourage pigeons into his flat, and there was bird shit on very surface. I thought he had an old 60's pvc armchair, but when he finally cleared the pile of guano-coated crap from it, I realised it was actually some sort of tweedy fabric. The arms and the top of the back were so greasy they looked like plastic.
The worst was when I was busting for a piss while waiting for a colleague to arrive at a client handover. When she finally turned up, I had to use the client's lav. I couldn't believe my eyes at the state of her bathroom. It looked like the IRA had carried out a dirty protest in there - every single one of them. There was shit on the walls, the floor, the bog cistern, the taps - absolutely everywhere. And it stank.
I had one of those "hover" wees, and carefully detached some bog roll so I didn't have to touch the door handle on the way out, and was thankful that I always have a bottle of anti-bac cleanser in my bag.
When I went into the living room, which wasn't especially squalid, I opted to sit on a plastic-covered dining chair, thinking that that was least likely to be filthy. It felt slightly sticky though, my jeans were sort of sticking to the seat.
Then the client started telling me that she was waiting for a bladder repair operation, but couldn't have the surgery until she'd lost 5 stone. Consequently, she was constantly leaking urine. I was sitting in someone else's piss, ffs!