When you open your hearth and home to a guest, you want them to feel comfortable, cared for, and welcome. Unfortunately, a lot of people take that generosity and run away with it, acting like they own the place. A thread started on r/AskReddit by u/Kenygarry, who asked, “What is the most annoying thing a guest has done in your home,” might give readers second-hand rage strokes.
The guests in them are entitled and disrespectful in another person’s home it’s unbelievable they get invited anywhere.
Or maybe you’ll read the answers and recognize yourself. Have YOU been a rude guest? The answer is “probably,” but maybe nothing this bad:
Invite their own guest to stay with us for 5 days (none of them were invited to stay over. Relatives) —DidSomeoneSayBlood
My best friend wouldn’t f—cking leave. When I asked her what her going home plans were after six days, she said “I don’t plan my life that way. We are 30. —aj4ever
Left his trash everywhere and then started to complain because of that trash laying around. —KingBrandt
Let their little kid wipe his ass with my guest towels. Instead of, you know, asking where the toilet paper is. —OldTimerNubbins
My dad collects fossils and found the lower half of a human jaw. He called the police when he found it but they told him it was quite old and couldn’t do anything with it. In the end he was allowed to keep it and the jaw bone is on display in his poker room.
My mother’s cousin stayed with them for a visit, picked it up by each end and pressed them inward exclaiming “oh is this real?” The piece snapped in half. Dad quietly removed the bits from my cousins hands and left the room. He put it together with some scotch tape. —DarlingPotPrincess
A kid whose parents didn’t supervise him. He was probably 8 or 9 at the time and would get into ANYTHING – especially stuff computer related. He would dig through drawers and open boxes looking for gadgets to play with. Only to f—k them up or lose something.
We finally told the parents they couldn’t bring him back when he got into the kitchen and turned on the glass top stove while a pizza box was on it. Started a small, quickly extinguished fire and the house smelled like smoke for about a week. —Actually_Im_a_Broom
Took explosive sh—ts that left sh—t spattered all over the toilet every single day for the month that he was residing in our house. Didn’t think to clean it up. —skeletongeorge
I was at work all day and I always close my door before leaving, ALWAYS. My mum had guests over and decided “hey, let’s show the guests everyone’s rooms and all the rooms in the house in general.” Well, one lady, whom I had never met, didn’t like how I arranged MY room, so while everyone was at dinner (I work from 11:30 am to about 9 pm, 6 days a week, so I wasn’t there when this happened), she went into my room and rearranged my desk, the clothes in my drawers and closet, all my pictures, and threw out some Knick knacks that were given to me by old friends but she thought were ‘trash’ I ‘hadn’t thrown out yet’. I. Was. PISSED. She totally admitted it, but didn’t seem to feel bad at all. My mum was upset too, but not as much as me. They’re no longer friends but I’m not sure why, prolly cuz she threw out some of my mum’s Knick knacks as well. —Loves_me_tacos125
My late partner was very sick with leukemia. After over a year of being his 24/7 caregiver I got the opportunity to go abroad for a work trip. My partner insisted I go because I deserved a break from caregiving and that his deadbeat brother would fill in as caregiver while I was gone.
While his brother was staying with in our home, he brought his cat which is a no no for someone who living with zero immune system, did the ABSOLUTE minimum to take care of my partner and left him basically to figure out Meds/food on his own. And the final blow was he stole the big piggy bank that we were using to save for his bucket list vacation before he died. Then denied he did it. It makes my blood boil thinking about it. —saudadedabahia
One of my mother’s friends is not only a raging alcoholic but is also on ridiculous amount of prescription drugs. One night she was staying with my parents and fell asleep in a leather recliner because of aforementioned alcohol and drugs. At some point in the middle of the night she sh—t herself, again because of the aforementioned alcohol and drugs, and instead of being a good guest and decent human being and being embarrassed by it and doing her damndest to clean it up, she threw the blanket she was sleeping under over her mess and then went upstairs to sleep in one of the beds. Then she just told my mother about it in the morning and then left.
My mother used bleach and every cleaner under the sun to clean up the mess, and she did, but she ended up just throwing the chair out because how could you ever really look at it the same way again. The most shocking detail in this story is that my mother is still friends with this lady. —ArchaeoRunner