what is the oddest thing someone has done when you have visited their house?

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mine was my DB, he did warn me but tbh I was so...... [bushock]
I was kind of 'oh ok"
he put old sheets on the floor to protect his carpet from...

dd's wheelchair wheels

guess where we won't be going again(this was after he insisted she was shoved in the corner of the table at a pub...just in case she got in the staff's way....WTF)

??? YOUR please

I know it's an old thread but it's a good un' !

A friend from work had moved to Guernsey and invited me over to stay for the weekend. I jumped at the chance as if never been and imagined it was full of frenchy glamorous yachting types so was quite looking forward to it.

Friend picks me up at the airport and only at that point does she tell me that she's recently moved into a bed sit!! She lived with her DP at the time. So I was and said I'd book a hotel but friend insisted that I stay, and her DP was going to stay at a friends house. All fine. So that evening we go out all together (me, friend and her DP) we have a few drinks and her DP gets absolutely hammered. He's making no move to go to his mates at this point and says he'll sleep on the sofa (in the bedroom). So all 6ft 5 of him is dangling off this sofa and me and my friend are sharing the double bed. All fine. Until I hear him trying to get in the bed with us in the middle of the night!!!!

Next day I say to friend I'll book a hotel, she says nooo her DP is going to friends house. All fine. ... we all go to the pub and her DP proceeds to get wankered AGAIN, goes home crashes out on the only bed...wakes up puking all over the only bed.....

Me and my friend had to sit in the kitchen ALL NIGHT as there was no where to sleep!!

I couldn't wait to get out of there it was all very odd.

Hitting their child with a belt in front of me (I was a child at the time too).

Jesus ttbb. 😱

Once had a consultant at work. I invited him to dinner with my husband and I as he was staying at s local hotel and doing some work with me. He got totally and utterly wankered drunk. Very quickly. Before dinner even served. Husband and I had had literally no more than s glass of wine. He'd clearly been drinking before he got to us.

Proceeded to pick up his dinner without even trying it and put the plate on the floor and give it to the dog. When he left he said goodbye on the doorstep, facing into the house, and literally fell back, poker straight onto the ground. Was like a comedy fall.

We bundled him into the taxi and off he went. We were in our twenties, he was late fifties. Very short bloke, As wide as he was tall. Was Such a weird evening.

When I was 11 I went with a school friend to stay for the weekend at another classmates house. It was a very cold spell in winter - below freezing during the day too, and this house was an isolated old farmhouse. This was the 1960s so not having central heating was the norm. We had a lovely first evening in front of the fire, then it was time for bed. I was shown into a bare uncarpeted room with no curtains, and on the bed was one thin blanket. It was well below freezing in the room. I shivered all night, despite putting on all my clothes. I discovered that my friend had been lovely and warm with an eiderdown and a hot water bottle in her bed so the next night I said I had been cold, so could I have the same? I was told I was making a fuss, but she would put the 'bed heater' down the bed, which was like an electric sausage shaped thing. She left it there for five minutes, and I spent another terrible night, blue with cold. It has given me a lifelong complex about insufficient bedding!
Another one. I visited, with my mother, an old friend (and her more recent husband) I hadn't seen for years, although we had been close as kids. Quite a journey, driving, a flight etc. When we got there no sign of her husband, although we had been invited for a special dinner cooked by her. We had drinks, sat down to eat, and my mother asked if husband had been delayed at work? No, he was in bed! He hadn't agreed with the menu she had devised, so decided not to attend the meal, but was lying in bed behind a closed door ignoring us. He never appeared the whole evening. Weird. The marriage didn't last, total control freak he was.

We live overseas, went to visit family in friends in old country.

My sister inviteds us to stay- she is very OCD so we were reluctant, but agreed to keep the peace. My sister is the high side of 50 (and is a grandmother)
We had one DD aged 5 at the time. Sister spend lots of time teasing DD and torturing her toys, being generally very unkind and making DD cry a lot.(DD is not usually a cryer). So we said DD could draw a loveheart on her aunt's mirror in lipstick as payback. It was a small heart, easily wiped off.
My sister went absolutely mad, shouting and crying that her house was ruined and took her self off to bed and would not come out as we had 'wrecked' her home. Her husband had wiped the lipstick off in about 30 seconds.

We gratefully left (booked into a hotel) as it was a real strain staying in her pristine home. She even made DD eat outside in the garden ,in case of crumbs- obviously the tiled kitchen floor could not cope with crumbs.

The few days were horrendous and very stressful. I realise my sister has a few control issues.

Sister has invited us to stay since, but we just meet out somewhere neutral. Sadly I think she has masses of issues and this is only a tiny snapshot of her weird behaviour.

Had a friend round, sat opposite me on the couch. Heard her take a picture. Handed her a cup of tea and saw her phone over her shoulder, it was open on a Whatsapp thread. She had taken photos of my living room and worse of all, of my kids from weird angles like the back of their heads and similar and was sending them to someone...I was genuinely freaked out but a few days later I just had to ask her what it was about. Apparently she was taking pics of my living room and kids to show her ex boyfriend as proof of where she was. Hmmmm

Loved this thread. Gutted I'm at the end. Anyone else got any??

I know it's an old thread but it should never die, so here's mine (and this happened just last week)
Visiting friend and her DD, who is the same age as my DD. Her DD has just begun potty training and was running round nappyless, there was a strong smell of wee and a towel spread on the carpet near the doorway (all natural, assumed her DD had an accident and the towel was there after cleaning the carpet).
Friends DD says "wee wee" to friend who replies with "on the wee towel". Tbf her DD did make it to the towel, which friend folds in half and leaves there. My face is pretty easy to read. Apparently potties are too confusing, and it's hard to get kids to then go on the toilet. So friend was/is training her dd, as you would a puppy, to pee on the towel, moving it closer to the bathroom each day (thank fuck she lives in a small flat). She's normally a sane person too, and was so blasé I genuinely thought for a minute that I was the odd one!

I once went to a party where the dh popped out to get some ice or something with a couple of the guests and after an hour or so they hadn't returned. The dw / hostess packed a bag, got in her car and left him. Leaving us guests there in her house with no dh around (turns out he was at the pub.) Spent all of the next day worrying about them, By Monday at work all was back to normal like nothing had ever happened. Very very odd.

LOVE this thread!! Anyone anymore to re-enact it?!

My (older) DSis asks you to show her the soles of your shoe before entering the house, even if you’re about to remove them. I end up saying “FFS, am an adult. I don’t walk around with dogshit on my shoes”.

Love this thread! Spent the last few days reading it! Whenever we went to my exmils for dinner, She used to put the meal out on the table for, then make us do all the washing up from the cooking before we were allowed to sit down and eat it whilst she ate her nice hot dinner!
Another time, my ExBIL was travelling in New Zealand. Obviously having the time of his life and not care in the world. He said he was going to Skype her at 9pm our time whilst we were over for dinner. 9pm came and he didn't call so she totally lost the plot. Saying we all hated her and were all against her (even though she left exFIL as she was having an affair....) BIL literally skyped at 5 past 9, to get bombarded with all this crap about how horrible he was for keeping her waiting, how he was a waste of space and then she shut the lap top on him. Last I heard the poor boy moved out there for good!

Have loved reading my way through this thread during night time feedings so thought I would add mine to keep it going
my BF was One of those people who makes friends wherever he goes. He had a gig in a town quite a few hours drive away, but said he had a friend who lived there so they had invited us to stay overnight.
the gig was fine, very normal evening and the couple were very friendly and nice. In the morning we were sat eating breakfast when the wife suddenly snatched my BF's plate away and said he wasn't allowed to carry on eating until he tidied up the crumbs he had made. Dutifully he went and got a cloth, wiped down the countertops and table top. Sat back down and she shook her head all mournfully and said "you are useless. You have forgotten the toast". In the end she walked him over to the toaster, pointed inside - she meant that before he was allowed to eat breakfast he had to clean all the crumbs out from inside the toaster. It looked like it hasn't been cleaned in years! He was a bit shocked so just cleaned it and then we all carried on as if nothing had happened.

On the drive home I asked him how well he knew this very tidy couple.... Turns out he'd got talking to the husband in a toilet on a drunken night out and they added each other on MySpace (this was a few years ago!) I have been reading this whole thread waiting for one saying "my husband met a man in a toilet in a club who then came to stay with us and didn't empty his crumbs out of the toaster"

A few years ago whilst dating now DH, in laws invited us round for dinner. Not unusual, we'd normally pop round for dinner or take them out every couple of weeks.

Normally she'd have done most of the cooking by the time we'd arrived so I'd help with whatever was left, DH would help FIL set the table. At the end of the meal DH and I would clear the table, wash up etc then we'd all watch a bit of rubbish telly together.

On one bizarre occasion we were a little earlier than usual so I helped with more of the cooking. Evening proceeded as usual until after we cleared up and went to sit in front of the TV - MIL started screaming at DH that I treated her house like a hotel/restaurant, who did I think I was, etc etc. The rest of us were baffled, DH and FIL calmed her down then DH and I left pretty sharpish.

None of us could figure out what prompted the outburst, and it never happened again. FIL called me a few weeks later and handed the phone to her so she could apologise, which she did. But no explanation offered.

When I was little, I lived in a block of flats on an estate in London. In the block opposite, there lived a girl who was about my age, but I didn't know her because she went to the Catholic School and wasn't allowed to play out in the street. She had what seemed to me a mysterious and exotic name: TARA.

One afternoon, Tara came and knocked on my front door and asked if I wanted to go and watch her have her tea. For want of anything better to do, I followed her back to her house.

Tara had a mug of Ovaltine and a digestive biscuit for her tea while I sat and watched. She pointed out a few things around the room while she ate and drank. After a while, she showed me to the front door and I went home.

She never knocked for me again after that and we never played together again, though she would sometimes wave at me from her window.

We had some friends over for NYE, they brought their 20 odd year old son who went to the toilet and got all my tampax out, unwrapped them and left them in a row across the floor. No one mentioned anything.

Noooo can’t believe it’s finished!! Quite possibly my favourite thread ever!!

I’ll add a couple to keep it going!

Same girl in each of these, my bf for a time at school. She seemed quite normal, feisty and fun. We spent lots of time together but whenever we were going anywhere and needed a lift it was always my parents who did it, hers never ever took a turn. My parents used to moan but would do it and I wasn’t that fussed about this as long as we got where we were going. So it turned out that her parents were basically horrible! I went on holiday with them in a caravan and they expected us to vacate the caravan after breakfast and not return till tea time, not too bad as we were 15 and met a load of other teens so happy to go off. One morning it was pissing it down though and bf said we’d just hang out in the caravan and play games, the mum said no you bloody well won’t, a short argument ensued (we were all sat round the tiny dining table) and then the mum leaned over and slapped bf round the face, hard. Bf ran out crying and I just sat there stunned. The mum just told me to eat my toast which I did before running after my friend. She brushed it off but I gathered it wasn’t the first time....

The other one was at their house and was the brother. She’d been winding him up and said to me, when I say run, run to my room. I didn’t know what was going on but she said something to him and then screamed RUN at me. I legged it to her room with her behind me and him roaring with rage after us. We dashed into her room slammed the door and then she showed me to sit with our backs against it and our feet braced against her bed. A split second later the door shook with the brother throwing himself against it with all his weight. I was half laughing and moved a bit but she looked at me with genuine fear and said if he gets in he will kill us!!

Found out later she wasn’t that normal after all and was not a very nice person....understandable really I suppose.

Oh and I found out years later that her parents had charged my parents £300 to take me on that holiday! Baring in mind they were going anyway, it was a caravan park for a week in the 90’s and there was no meals out or ice creams, all very basic pasta/tuna/cereal type meals...my parents probably paid for most of the cost of the holiday!!

Went to a friends house and her Dad was artificially inseminating a french bulldog with a syringe on the dining room table

i have a friend who travels 300 miles and stays with her DPs, in her childhood bedroom, for most christmas and holidays. While there she has to ask permission to have a shower/bath and her dad allows her one bath a week, the rest have to be showers so she isnt using too much of their hot water. Also after the bath she has to leave the water in and her DF decants it into buckets to use to flush the toilet. Odd thing is she earns 6 figures, theyre high earners and have 3 houses

Am probably going to out myself on this one, but don't care..
So this was my house. We invited ExSIL and BIL ( ex as we are NC, not due to this story), and DH's friend and his new GF for dinner. DNeph and DD3 are there too (kids are 10 and 8).
So prepares a nice, but not fancy dinner, and time is set for 7pm. Doorbell rings and its ExSIL and BIL ( who are usually late, and DH's friend is always on time). We ask DD3 and DNeph if they would rather eat in the playroom upstairs with TV, games etc. Thankfully they agreed.
So we has a few drinks with BIL etc, wine is starting to go to head, and still no sign of DH's friend ( also a friend of ExBIL). Turns down dinner, and about half an hour later, decide to phone friend to see if on way.
Eventually he answers, and they are awaiting a taxi. Meanwhile kids are starving so I give them their starters.
At 8.30, friend turns up with new gf, obviously ( so I thought) drunk. She looked as if she had put her makeup on in the dark with bright blue eyeshadow , halfway down her face and orange lippy
So we served up food, and she actually seemed pleasant despite the appearance and being out her tits.
So main course is served, we chat away, and looked over, and new gf has fallen asleep in her dinner and is snoring! By this time ( I've had wine), am stifling giggles. Looked at SIL, her face of shocked horror set me off. The guys are outside having a fag. I goes out and let rip with laughter, and DHs friend comes in to wake her up.
Decides to be a good hostess offering wipes to clean gravy and cauliflower cheese off her mush and lots of "don't worry, these things happen" and show her the washroom where she can clean up,reapply the makeup.
She's away AGES. Now we don't know her so sent DH's friend to check on her. Eventually she comes out, apologises, blames illness and we are so Britishly polite. Eats dinner and becomes much more lively. Garish makeup reapplied.
Then starts a conversation ( remember she's never met us before), about how she can't wait to get home to shag the brains out of DH's friend...
We are far from prudes or snobs, but she went into graphic...and I mean GRAPHIC detail about what was to take place later.
Thankfully kids were upstairs. Stunned silence.DH's friend did look embarrassed to be fair.
I made my excuses and went to check on kids to see if they wanted pudding, thankfully missing the conversation asking about the kids ( we had taken a turn on checking on them), and her bursting into tears over her kids being removed by Social Services.
Anyway shortly after that, they left. DH went to the ( downstairs) loo and I heard a WTF?
Apparently she had been snorting coke in our loo and there were traces on our cistern. DH is a nurse so knew exactly what it was and had secretly been trying to tell me she had taken something when she came back in from loo.
Turned out, we found out later, there was a warrant out for her arrest for drug dealing, plus some very dodgy blokes were after her for some drug debt, and had been following her. Luckily they hadn't caught up with her that night. DH, exSIL and I have responsible jobs and we didn't need a drugs raid. Fuming as our kids were in danger, never mind us.
After they left, we just sat and opened more wine and wondered if it really happened.
Oh we are NC with DH's exfriend too, as there were more gf tales ( nothing as bad as that though)

Their friends (one of whom had given me a lift down from the midlands to near London) started having sex IN THE BED I was in :( three of us were sharing a double bed, and then one of them started stroking my stomach... I was like WTF and I got out and went and slept on a wicker chair in the spare room with a blanket. The next morning the host came in and she had heard everything and she barely spoke through breakfast. I then got a lift back home. She never spoke to them again, she went mental, and said she had to wash everything and bleach it (it was her bed that she had given us).

I visited a friend with benefits one day in February I believe it was when I was around nineteen or so. This time was different to the rest. He barely spoke to me, messed around on his laptop the entire time I was there and the whole atmosphere was very uncomfortable. I had enough after a few hours so I told him I was going to head back home and that I hope he enjoys the rest of his day etc, then I got my things and stood at his front door for probably a minute expecting him to hug me as he always did but this time he didn't and just blurted out "Bye!" to me whilst staring at the TV screen.

I was very hurt deep down by the way he treated me that day because I really valued him as a friend and I thought he was such a lovely person. I guess his true colours came out after all sadly. It took me a long while to get over it.

Back when DH and I were teens, MIL was obsessed with preventing us sharing a bed or having sex in their house.

Bear in mind that we were 19 year olds at university, off for a month at Christmas and visiting to see each other and meet for the first time.

She provided an airbed next to his actual bed. She bustled around in the morning to get us up. Although we spent a huge amount of time with them (I was meeting them for the first time), she also tried to shoehorn us into trips to the supermarket etc etc all aimed at us not having time alone in the house.

Even now she's bought twin singles for that guest room, when we're the only guests she would ever have to stay. Sad thing is we won't stay, because we're only 30 minutes away, and can't bear sleeping in singles (and we're well past the horny teen stage!).

Oddly she's very different about his younger brother - seems very enthusiastic that he 'get out there'.

My mum. I only realised how batshit her "rules" were after leaving home and talking to sane people.

Shoes off at the door (fair enough but you actually have laminate floor throughout so is it really worth having a panic over?)

Do NOT make yourself comfortable on the settee - you must sit in an upright posture at all times or you will Cause Dents.

The armchair must be left unoccupied at all times as it is the sole residence of the chief cat, who died 5 years ago.

Don't drink water from the bathroom, only from the kitchen. Yes I know I own a flat so all the water comes from the same place; I want to make it as difficult as possible for your DS to stay hydrated, given that he can barely reach the taps in the bathroom, let alone the kitchen.

Bitch would do anything to hurt and belittle a man/boy. There's a fair few stories on this thread that have indicated a serious issue.

There's also loads which have been fun. But it's reminded me of why I so very rarely accept overnight invitations!