From peeing in the kitchen sink, to setting the living room on fire, people share the worst thing a guest has done in their house.
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There was this kid who lived around the block that would come over sometimes. Well one day he found some lemonade mix and decided the best thing to do with it was to dump it all on the ground, use the sink nozzle to get the floor wet, and turn the kitchen into a “skating rink”. Why the lemonade mix was necessary I have no idea, but that was a really fun day until my parents came home.
My parents bought a full sized terracotta soldier that they had shipped home when they were visiting China. About a year later when my parents weren’t home, my grandpa painted it solid gray because he though it looked worn and dated.
This was at my grandmothers funeral. She was a well known lady so many people came to her funeral. What happened while we were all grieving was a bunch of people decided to steal a whole bunch of random stuff. All our plates, cups, cooking utensils, bags of rice, medicine, etc. All Gone.
After my mum passed away her elderly friend came to visit. She asked me for wine. She pounded back four glasses. Then she whipped out a handful of sleeping pills and downed those. I freaked out. She said she did it ‘all the time’. She then proceeded to fall off the chair. She tried going upstairs and started to fall. I caught her and half carried her to bed. I heard her fall hard on the floor. She was laughing and delirious (she was 74). I wanted to call an ambulance but she flat out refused. I put her back in bed. Rinse and repeat three times. The next morning I asked if she had other friends she could stay with. I drove her to them.
Almost every time my mom came to my house she did something messed up. She would break things, or decide something needed fixing and call up whatever repair or service person was and then just present me with the bill when I came home from work. She flooded my kitchen once, which leaked out all over my living room and warped my hardwood floors. I came home once and she had repainted my kitchen. But the worst was when she left candles burning and we woke up to my living room in flames. Almost killed us both.
I live in Asia now. In a small studio apartment. So even when she comes to Asia (which has only happened once so far), she can’t stay in my home.
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When I was in high school I was having a party at my parent’s house when they were out of town. My buddy was not feeling well and really needed to take a dump. Apparently all of the bathrooms were occupied at the time of the emergency so he ran into the garage, pulled his pants down, and defecated all over the garage floor.
When I was young I was in Cub Scouts, and we decided to build all our Pinewood Derby cars at my house one year. So my whole little crew comes over, including this kinda weird dude named Ricky. After about an hour of building, Ricky goes into the bathroom for like an hour, and then leaves the bathroom, says goodbye without slowing down and walks out the front door and gets picked up by his dad outside. My Dad was kind of like What…? so he goes and looks at the bathroom. There was tiny little poop fingerprints on literally every surface of our bathroom. Like seat, handle, toilet paper, walls, sink handles, SOAP BAR, everything. And yes we had to clean all that up.
Had a party with 8 friends. After they left I went to the hall bath and noticed the hand towel missing. I looked on the floor and noticed poop smeared into the grout, then I looked at the toilet and realized poop was smeared in swirls all over the side of the toilet closest to the wall. I don’t know what happened and never did find the hand towel.
We had a house guest staying for a week while he interviewed for jobs in our area. He was told that there was just one major house rule:
“Do NOT let our cat outside. He’s an indoor cat only and has never been outdoors on his own.”
Well, we came home from work one day that week and found that he had left the sliding glass door and screen to the deck open while he went for a walk.
The cat was gone – nowhere to be seen. We searched the neighborhood and enlisted our friends to help. Our beloved pet was missing, and the house guest couldn’t understand why it was “such a big deal.
At that point, I told him that our cat meant more to us by far than his so-called friendship — and out he went, not to return.
Miraculously, long after we had given up hope, one day Mr. Kitty returned – sitting on the deck, “meowing” through the screen door!
We have a backup key hidden somewhere outside the house. Once, my sister locked herself out while with some friends, so she got the backup key and so her friends knew where the key was hidden. Flash forward some time and we are coming home after going on vacation, and we find our house was broken into. Nothing was stolen but all the furniture was flipped upside down. Turns out my sister’s friends did it as a prank. In retrospect it is fairly funny but my parents flipped out over it.
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I had a friend that spent the night over at my house when I was 9. She accidentally defecated in her pants overnight but instead of going to the bathroom, she just took her underwear off and threw it under my bed. After she left, my mom told me my room smelled terrible and she couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. Eventually, we found her dirty poopy panties under my bed. After that, she was no longer allowed to stay over.
Eventually she invited me to her place for a sleepover. Since she only had one bed, we had to share it. I woke up in the middle of the night, soaking wet and freezing cold because she had wet the bed and me. I had to lay in that bed all night, just hoping that morning would come soon so I could get up and take a bath.
Friend living in Europe came to US to visit family. Her husband was here for a couple of weeks but went back to Europe for work while she stayed with us for the summer. Unbeknownst to us, she had stopped taking her medications, and started racking up long distance phone calls to Europe in the middle of the night/early morning to talk to her husband. But if she called his office, and he wasn’t there, she would just ask to be put on hold until he returned to the office.
Received a $3000 phone bill and realized what had happened. Thankfully, our phone company at the time listened to my story, and agreed not only to set us up with an international plan to call Europe cheaply, but they made it retroactive to when she started staying with us. $3000 became less than $200.
A girl came over during a party – she’d obviously had a few drinks. first she tried making out with me, which i’m generally in favour of, but she was trashed and could hardly walk so we set her on a couch. She didn’t stay there though – she took one of the hockey sweaters I hang on the wall, put it on, and sat on the floor, banging her hands and singing to whatever song was on. it was obnoxious, but harmless, and “thankfully” she stopped because a few minutes later, she pukes all over my sweater, herself, and the floor. Not great.
We get her to the bathroom, where she promptly passes out. Which is generally a good spot to do so, except when it’s 10pm and people are still coming over, and there’s one bathroom in the place. We eventually just unlock the door, find her sleeping naked in the bathtub, in her own puke. Happy, thanking us for inviting her, etc.
We left her there, drew the shower curtain, and she either passed out or got to hear everyone piss for the night. She woke up at around 4am, and climbed into my bed, where I was blissfully sleeping – keyword, “was”.
Had to call her a cab, and pay him up front because, shockingly, she lost everything she owns in someone’s car. Then I got to throw my sheets and blankets in the laundry and sleep on the couch.
We’re still friends, she’s apologized plenty, but that wasn’t a good night for her
Let a guy I knew from college stay in my house for a few months because he kept complaining about how his parents don’t let him do anything and I figured one more person paying rent wouldn’t hurt. When he moved out (with about a week’s notice) I was forced to clean 8 months of stains from the wall where his desk used to be. No idea what the stains were.
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Broke my toilet on the day of my wedding. It must have happened just before we left to have photos taken. When my new husband and I arrived home from the wedding, the toilet was broken and the floor was under an inch of water. It was not the wedding night we envisioned.
My two friends where at a party at my house this past Halloween. This was a brand new house with all new stuff in it. I noticed them go missing for a while and went to go check to make sure they were OK. I go to the room where we were keeping all the jackets and I notice the door is locked. I hear two people giggling, so normally I would think someone was hooking up or something but all the women were accounted for. So I get the keys out to open the door and the giggling gets louder and the second I unlock the door it quickly locks again. Then it happened – The ground starts rumbling and I hear kaboom!! these two idiots break down my door in my brand new house and I’m on the other side. I got crushed, I was also holding a beer which got smashed. These guys are going to be in my wedding party this year. They bought me a new door, and trim, and installed it all. My fiance didn’t talk to them for weeks, AND she was mad at me too!
Years ago, my old housemate’s mum came to visit. I’d just done a 14hr shift in the pub I was working in at the time. I came home to find her in the kitchen off her face, in her tights, surrounded by broken glass on the floor and eating my cereal from the bag. She’d smashed all the wine glasses. Housemate had passed out so had to deal with this wreck of a woman who I’d never met before.
My brother in law came to stay at my flat and bought his friend who didn’t like dogs and was allergic to them. No problem, although I told him that is was the dogs home and he’d have to live with it but I’d try and keep the dog away from him as much as I could. I was in the kitchen and I heard him saying ‘no, go away’ so I guessed the dog was doing that thing that dogs do when faced with someone who doesn’t like dogs – not leave them alone. I started to go in to the front room to grab the dog and I heard a heavy ‘thunk’ sound and my dog yelped and scooted past me. He had kicked my dog! I grabbed him by the front of his shirt, dragged him to the front door, threw him out and told him that he wasn’t welcome in my home.
A teenage girl went camping with us in our trailer (she was a friend of my sister).
One morning, I go into the bathroom, grab a towel, open it up to use it, and a giant turd fell out of it onto the floor.
I guess she couldn’t figure out how to flush the toilet, so she fished the turd out of the toilet, wrapped it in a towel, and put it back in the clean towel closet (because that is much more reasonable than asking for help flushing).
She denied it was her, but there was only the 4 of us in my family and her…
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When I was a kid me and my friends where over at a birthday party. We were playing hide and seek, and one of the kids peed in the kitchen sink because he had to go, but didn’t want to reveal his location. None of us knew about it at the time, but later my parents got a phone call asking if I did it. My dad sat me down, and asked me straight up. I looked at him like he had three heads and said “No, I’m not 5.” Then he laughed his butt off at the idea of some middle schooler peeing in someone’s kitchen sink.
My girlfriends old friend was in town so he stayed with us. I already didn’t trust him because he was a terrible alcoholic and was known to steal things. He stayed in her room and she slept in mine. Woke up at about 8:30 and he was gone. He pissed the bed, stole a vinyl of Elvis Presley’s Moody Blue album from her wall (she had a limited edition black pressing) and we never heard from him again. He died a couple of months ago from heroin overdose.
In college I had my first one-night stand with a guy I kinda knew who, as it turned out, had a bit of a drinking problem. After the bar we went back to my place and hooked up, kinda, except he couldn’t keep an erection and passed out mid-hook-up, so I just went to sleep. Woke up in the middle of the night to see him standing in front of my couch, his back to me, wobbling in that way that drunks do. Next thing I knew, he was full-on pissing on my couch like it was a urinal. Being 21 and not sure what to do, I just left my own apartment and crawled in bed with a friend down the street. I ran into that guy at the bar a few weeks later and he brought up that night – “Your bathroom in that apartment was so weird” – and I told him what really happened. Last I heard he was in AA.
I invited a cute guy I had just met to my first ever apartment housewarming party. He showed up with about 6 or 7 other people, including his girlfriend that I didn’t know about. Then they all did acid and laid on the floor while the rest of us stood around trying to ignore them. I ended up throwing them all out.
My friends brought a friend of theirs to one of my Halloween parties. She stood and poured an entire can of cider on my parents’ brand new carpet (I wasn’t in the room as it happened, but a different friend came into my kitchen to tell me.)
I proceeded to move all alcoholic drinks away from her, because she must’ve been drunk, right? No sober person would pour alcohol onto someone else’s carpet, right? Wrong.
She asked me why I took the drinks from her, and I told her “It’s because you’re drunk.” and she then said “No I’m not.” “Why did you pour cider onto my carpet then?” “Felt like it.”
Let’s just say that she was ejected from my home not too long after that. She goes to the same college as me, and since that party in 2015, I haven’t spoken to her at all, then last Halloween, she was messaging me, asking why I didn’t invite her to my house again.
I wish I could go back in time and remove her from my house before she even stepped into it.
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He brought two perturbed trash pandas inside my house. They went nuts and made a nest in my attic. This guy was always pulling that when he came to visit. This wasn’t the worst example. Tried staging a youtube animal fight between a badger and a pack of ferrets in my bedroom.
Ok so this one time I had my best buddy from elementary and middle school down to visit me from out of state. Awesome dude, love having him around whenever I can. We went to visit my brother at his college dorm for some parties (friend and I are both ~21-22 at this point, brother and his friends are 18-19). We hit the bars downtown, get rip roared, and proceed to walk back to the dorms to crash on various couches. I stayed up ’till about 5am hanging out with one of the roommates because we’d had vodka and Redbull and sleep wasn’t going to be possible for a bit. At right around 4:45 we hear running water, from the kitchen, and both wondered who was up. As we walk out into the kitchen we see out-of-state friend sleepily standing in front of the open refrigerator… peeing all over everything in there. I’m saying all over everything, full spray. Brothers roommate and I both simultaneously ask ‘but why??!’ the friend mumbles something and then goes unconscious. By far the worst thing done to anybody’s place that I’ve seen personally.
In his defense, out-of-state friend replaced everything in the fridge and cleaned it out to the extreme before everyone else woke up the next day. Probably ended up cleaner than it had been in years. All of brothers friends say it’s one of their favorite stories from college.
Someone at my house tried to increase the water pressure in the shower by twisting the little knob under the sink, which MAKES NO SENSE. So she did that, and water started leaking inside the walls and she caused serious water damage to the paint and wood in 3 rooms and 2 stories of our house. She knew it happened too, basically said “whoops,” and never apologized either.
I had a house party in college that was broken up by the cops.
When the red and blue lights started flashing into the windows of my bedroom, where myself and probably 5 or 6 other folks were partaking in illicit drug use, this girl whom I do not know just dashes out of my room in a panic. She returns in an instant with a jar of my peanut butter and begins mashing her fingers into it and shoveling huge globs down her gullet. At this point, high on illicit drugs, I vividly remember yelling “what are you doing!” She can barely open her mouth or use her tongue because its so covered in my food as she explains to the whole crowd that eating peanut butter will beat a breathalyzer test… before tearing out back into the night — Ive never seen her again. The cops are super nice, just ask everyone to leave, and I wake up the next morning… which is when I see it.
This peanut butter girl cleaned her little claws all over my walls on her way out the house. There were streaks of peanut butter down the hall, down the stair well, and all over my couch by the front door, where my pillaged jar of peanut butter lay like a cowering victim by the welcome mat.
I am still betrayed.