I have no such stories.
I can't believe how stupid some of you are. No really, what you've allowed yourself to be put through is incomprehensible.
I had a friend years ago, who'd pop round at all sorts of times, mind usually with a maccies in hand! One time he brought his Mrs.
(Setting scene ... I lived in an upstairs flat, and had a literal open door policy (if my door is open, feel free to come in)).
So one day they came both came round, and as they'd beat me to the kitchen, she (his mrs) said, shall I make the coffees.... Sure, help yourself (as per my policy... If you want a drink, help yourself, it's there, so carry on!).
When she brought said coffees in, she says... Your kitchen could do with a clean!
To which I said, there's stuff under the sink, knock yourself out if you're that bothered ... It wasn't that bad, just a few dishes, and maybe the tops n cooker top.
An hour later, she comes back into the front room and asked if we needed refills, sure!
At the time, I lived alone in a flat, and didn't have that many visitors, 3 were regular tho, my mate n his boy, and another really close friend.
Being a typical single man, my flat wasn't spotless, but neither was it it a tip. My attitude, are you here to judge my flat, or see me?
So when she started on about my kitchen, I thought if you're really that worried about MY kitchen, then do something. Don't come to my place and complain of its condition.
Despite being many many years older since then, and now living with my fiancee, I'm still of the ... You come to visit or judge our place?
My fiancee is more of the ... Quick tidy n hoover, someone is coming round.