Perhaps the most awkward and infuriating situation to navigate is having to host bad guests. From shocking manners to unfortunate hygiene, these stories expose the worst guests of all time.
1. He Wasn’t Using His Noodle
I had a houseguest over. Suddenly, I heard the fire alarm ring. I ran to the kitchen—and I couldn’t believe my eyes. He had started a kitchen fire by cooking spaghetti in cake pans…without any water. I found him looking over the stove trying to blow out the fire, with his mouth, which was basically stoking the flames.
I slid the flaming cake pan into the sink and doused it in water to put it out.
2. The Rug Stops Here
A buddy of mine got really trashed. We came home and put him to sleep on the couch. My wife yelled for me to come into the TV room. What I found was seriously gross. My buddy was peeing on my subwoofer and then over to the fireplace. We put him to sleep again. While I was cleaning his vinegar-smelling pee off of everything, he began projectile vomiting all over the couch, throw rug, and himself.
We rolled up the rug and put it outside. We took the cushions off the couch and had him take his jeans off to clean them. But the nightmare wasn’t over yet. While I was putting them in the washer, we heard the front door open. The dude was trying to drive his truck home wearing just his underwear. We took his keys and put him back to bed.
When I woke up in the morning, there was a frozen pizza partially cooked with bite marks taken out of it and a check for $150 with "rug" written in the memo line.
3. Baby You Can Drive My Car
A guy we didn't know very well, a friend of a friend, came over to our house for dinner one night. He got quite intoxicated. Despite us not knowing him very well, we offered to let him stay the night at our place instead of driving home under the influence. He refused, drove home, and crashed his car—but that’s not the most disturbing part.
Afterward, he tried to file a court case against us for letting him drive home in that condition. The guy was a total jerk.
4. Dude, Where’s My Cat?
It was the week of Thanksgiving, and because we were going to be preparing food all week, we put our four cats in the garage with all the necessities. We had them stay there for the weekend until people cleared out. One of my aunts didn't approve of what the cats were doing to the house—so she came up with a disturbing plan.
She took our cats and dumped two of them somewhere in between my house and the airport and then gave the other one to one of my cousin's neighbors. We obviously realized they were gone, but my family was completely unaware of what she had done. I was a nervous wreck for days. We hoped they might have just run off exploring the neighborhood since two of them were notorious for disappearing for a few hours or as long as a week.
However, the other two cats were homier. It seemed unlikely that they'd be ones to run off. Another few days passed. My aunt finally sent a text to my mom saying that she knew what she did wasn't in line but thought that it was necessary. The one cat was given to my cousin’s neighbor, who we didn’t know. Then, a few more days later, one of the outside cats was sitting on our front steps in front of our door, wanting to come in.
We let him in and saw that he was covered in dirt and visibly exhausted. We gave him a bath, and he seemed uneasy for the next few days but relieved to be back home again. The biggest casualty was the one indoor cat who was dumped into what I would assume was the middle of nowhere with the other outdoor cat. We never heard from him again.
5. Uh-Oh! Spaghetti-Os
My father-in-law was over. He took a bowl of Spaghetti-Os to the guest bedroom in the new house that we had just moved into four months prior. He then proceeded to drop the entire bowl onto our off-white carpet. In his desperate attempt to fix the problem, he made a massive mistake. He used the bath towels and a few linens to try and wipe it up. All this did was grind the sauce and pasta into the rug.
Since he didn't know where the carpet cleaner was—or the steam vac—and since he didn't want to bother my wife or me with his screw-up—he proceeded to use bleach to try and "make the stain disappear". After he left our home two days later, we found the mess and attempted to clean it up with the steam vac. It removed the majority of the red sauce, but once it dried, it became evident that the carpets had been bleached.
6. Who Dunnit?
One of my best friends was turning 21. After dinner and drinks with the family, we hit a few bars, and he had booked a hotel room for a few close friends to keep drinking and crash out. One of his work friends also joined us. He seemed like a cool dude, and that was the first time most of us had met him. At about 5:30 AM, we were all sitting at this big dining table in the sitting area of the room.
This guy walked past us and went to the toilet. The bathroom was right near the sitting area. We heard him go inside, lock the door, and immediately start throwing up. We all looked at each other but didn’t say anything. I made eye contact with my mate and said, "That doesn't sound good". But that’s not the funniest part. The guy then washed up and walked out and immediately said, "Hey bro, I think someone threw up in there. It's a mess".
I said, "Didn't you just throw up in there"? He denied all of it and didn't even try to clean it up or anything. The birthday boy was too trashed to clean it. So, my other friend and I ended up cleaning the mess so we wouldn’t get charged by the hotel. That guy was a jerk.
7. Food For Thought
My son’s girlfriend was having family problems and temporarily lived with us. My son and his girlfriend were both about 17 at the time. She had no house manners whatsoever. She’d cook herself meals and leave food and dishes everywhere, expecting us to clean up after her. She’d leave her dirty clothes and stuff all over the house. She once borrowed my car without asking.
Eventually, we got so tired of it that we asked her to leave.
8. Stewing Mad
I got a call from a high school friend asking if I could house a friend of his for a week. The friend had just been relocated to my city and needed transition housing. I agreed. This guy arrived and seemed nice enough. A few days in, the situation changed. The night before the "incident", I made a big batch of stew for dinner the next day.
When I got home from work, I found my apartment rearranged. He was in the middle of going through my closets when I walked in. He was rearranging items and throwing boxes out. I stopped him. I was in shock. I then went to heat up some stew, and he had eaten the whole flipping thing. He didn't even leave me a bowl. I was dumbfounded. I later found out the guy was a speed freak.
9. Cleanup On Aisle Mom
Whenever my mom comes over, it’s a complete nightmare. She used to reorganize my kitchen cabinets whenever she would visit, because she disagreed with my organizational system. My mom does this with our entire household. She'll come over, remark that the house needs to be cleaned a bit, and she'll just start cleaning. It's such a degrading experience. And it's not like my house is disgusting.
Even if we've vacuumed the day before, she'll still remark that it's probably been a long time since we've done that and that we should get the hoover out right away. She doesn't listen when I ask her to stop, so we've simply stopped inviting her over as much in order to stay away from the stress. She is definitely my least favorite person to have over!
10. Making His Mark
This kid, who was a friend of mine at the time, came over for a birthday party. We were around 13 years old and he ate a strawberry, except for the top of it. He then SMUSHED the top of it into our white carpet and left it there. We were all watching at the time. He just did it like it was a completely normal act. My parents still call him Strawberry Boy.
11. The Babysitter’s Flub
When I was really young, I received a new Game Boy and a few games for my birthday. I loved it. Five days after I got it, it ended up missing. I was devastated and had no idea what had happened to it. I suspected a babysitter had taken it but had no proof. Eventually, I learned the dark truth.
That following Christmas, a kid on the bus had received a Game Boy AND the exact games I had as a present from their cousin, who was my babysitter.
12. Clean Freak
I got blackout trashed for the first time at the house of someone I had met only a few hours earlier. I locked myself in the bathroom and vomited copiously while clutching myself and sobbing uncontrollably. I texted them the next day, apologizing and offering to clean up any mess that was remaining or pay for any professional cleaning they may have needed to do. Well, I was in for a surprise.
They responded by saying that they had no idea that even happened because one of the things I did while being in that state was scrub the bathroom down and clean up after myself. It seems the bathroom hadn't been cleaned since they moved in, and my trashed self could not handle vomiting into such a gross toilet.
13. I Cried “Foul”!
We had a party at our house, and some plus ones showed up, so we didn't know everyone. We kept out all of our electronics, including our video game consoles, computers, etc., because we figured they would be fine. The party went on, and we sat down to play a FIFA tournament on the 360. The Xbox got lit up with one red ring, and I couldn't figure out what was wrong
I went over to take a look and saw that someone had taken the entire Xbox hard drive. I honestly wish they had taken the entire Xbox if they were going to do that. I lost all my saves from the previous five years. It still leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
14. Never Heard Of A Garbage Can
I lived in a house with two other people during university. This was a couple of years ago, and I didn't know them before I had moved in with them. One time, one of them invited two of her friends to come and stay with us. I went to go and use our shared bathroom, and what I found made my jaw drop. There were about three used sanitary pads casually left open and draped out over our sink.
This was all despite the fact that we had a perfectly good bin in the bathroom for them. I cleaned it up once. I then went back in the next morning, and there were more. I swear to you, I have never, ever been more disgusted in my entire life. I have no idea what this person’s problem was, but I made it very clear that I did not want them staying with us ever again.
15. The Most Dangerous Game
I don't remember who the guy was because it happened when I was a kid, but there was this guy over who was in his early 20s. He was in the kitchen with one of the kitchen knives and just started throwing it into the floor so it would get stuck, and then pulling it out and doing it again like it was some kind of amusing little game.
16. Couch Potato
We had one dinner guest who got so intoxicated that they pooped in their pants while sitting on my couch. They then proceeded to move around onto as many parts of the couch as they could, smearing the stains all over the place. We never noticed what he had done until he got up to leave.
17. Cooking Up A Storm
A friend of my dad’s lost his house, so we invited them to stay with us. We housed and fed them for weeks while they tried to find a new place. For that, we got roaches and criticisms of our food. By the way, my dad was the executive chef at a freakin’ country club and was a darned fine cook, so not sure what reason he had to complain. But that wasn't the worst of it for me.
I was then in my late teens. The day they left, I went to play my favorite game on PlayStation: Sled Storm. I couldn't find it. I overturned everything in the house, but I still couldn't find it. In searching, I noticed something even worse. My gaming system and all of my other games were also missing, in addition to Sled Storm. They had stayed with us as a favor and swiped half my stuff that I had paid for with birthday money that had been saved up over years.
Screw those people!
18. Who Dunnit?
One of my best friends was turning 21. After dinner and drinks with the family, we hit a few bars, and he had booked a hotel room for a few close friends to keep drinking and crash out. One of his work friends also joined us. He seemed like a cool dude, and that was the first time most of us had met him. At about 5:30 AM, we were all sitting at this big dining table in the sitting area of the room.
This guy walked past us and went to the toilet. The bathroom was right near the sitting area. We heard him go inside, lock the door, and immediately start throwing up. We all looked at each other but didn’t say anything. I made eye contact with my mate and said, "That doesn't sound good". But that’s not the funniest part. The guy then washed up and walked out and immediately said, "Hey bro, I think someone threw up in there. It's a mess".
I said, "Didn't you just throw up in there"? He denied all of it and didn't even try to clean it up or anything. The birthday boy was too trashed to clean it. So, my other friend and I ended up cleaning the mess so we wouldn’t get charged by the hotel. That guy was a jerk.
19. Long-Term Losers
My mom had let my brother's friends come over and party whenever they wanted. They basically trashed my mom's house over the course of six years. One of them punched a hole in the wall. I ended up fixing it. Another threw up in my bathroom sink and left it overnight. I ended up waking up to it at 6 AM before I had to leave for school.
One of his friends dropped a lump of hookah coal on our carpet, and it left a bad burn mark. One day when I was 15, my mom was driving me home from a friend's house. One of his friends was doing the deed with his girlfriend in our driveway. It was as if I lived in a frat house from the time I was 14 to the time I was 20. As an introvert that wanted to be left alone, it sucked.
My mom would let them over because she believed it kept them safe, which is understandable. The main problem was how disrespectful they were to the other people that actually lived there. If you're a guest at a house, even if you've been there a million times, there's no excuse to be rude.
20. Missed The Mark
I was hanging out with my high school buddy, and we'd often hit this little mom n' pop restaurant down the block from him. These guys sold the best buffalo chicken tenders, so obviously, that's what we ordered. It was a pretty typical routine for us. We got back to his place, stuffed and exhausted from video game binging all night. We decided, "Hey, it's 3 PM, but we're down for the count", so we fell asleep.
I woke up a few hours later feeling terrible. I was disgusting and sweaty, and my stomach was screaming, "assume the position". I got up, walked to the nearest bathroom, and lost my lunch into the porcelain throne. The mission was a success—or so I thought. I stumbled back to my makeshift bedding like some kind of dilapidated animal. Hours later, I woke up to my buddy's mom and her sister talking.
My buddy walked into the room—obviously feeling as bad as I did—and said, "Dude, did you throw up earlier"? I responded, "Yeah, sorry, bro, but it's cool I made it to the restroom". That’s when I found out the gruesome truth. He said, "Well, yeah, you made it to the restroom, but you threw up everywhere". I asked what he meant by everywhere. Apparently, I had stumbled up to the bathroom door, opened it, and immediately began vomiting as soon as I stepped foot into the room.
I turned 90 degrees, vomited all over his towel rack and the towels hanging from it, then all over the top, middle, and bottom of his toilet. There was vibrant orange, tabasco-tinged chicken puke all over this poor bathroom. My messed-up fever-fueled mind said, "Yep, you totally hit the mark, man, perfect execution! Back to sleep". His aunt ended up cleaning it up before I had woken up—poor lady.
21. Good To The Last Drop
A house guest once consumed all the drinks in my house, without asking my permission. These were guests of my roommates, and I was already asleep at the time because I basically had 14-hour shifts for a job I hated at the time. It was a 10-hour shift, plus a two-hour commute each way, and I was still broke as can be—not to mention exhausted on a regular basis.
Those drinks were MINE, and those jerks drank it all like they owned the darn place. Never even offered to replace it, either.
22. A Story Of Substance
My sister’s friends went into the back of my apartment while I was throwing a party there, and as they went I saw them get some tin foil out. I live in a substance-heavy area and know exactly what that means, so I marched right after them and told them that that’s not happening under my roof or anywhere in the apartment block.
There are only four units in my building, and a family with kids lives downstairs. It would have been completely inappropriate and wrong. They said they understood, but left shortly after and acted all annoyed at me. It is insane to me that they thought I would just be okay with them doing that sort of thing indoors in my apartment. Without asking as well!
23. One Smelly Step For Man
I had a friend who had a horribly stinky case of athlete's foot from using the showers at his dorms without shower shoes. All of the skin on his soles and between his toes was gone. His feet were raw, red, and shiny with new, thin skin. I invited him over to watch movies. It was me and like five other guys. We watched horror movies, drank, and ate snacks.
At some point, he took his shoes off. That’s where my nightmare began. None of us said anything, but the smell permeated the entire five-room apartment, including the living room, kitchen, both bedrooms, bathroom, and laundry room. This happened within a matter of mere minutes. It was very quiet. We gave him some space and let him have that couch completely to himself.
No great loss, the thing was from the 70s and had that old scratchy fabric—an important point to remember. At around 2:00 in the morning, my girlfriend showed up and ordered my friend to put his shoes back on. The smell was still in the house two days later. I sniffed around after two days of airing out, Febreze, and candles.
It all did nothing. I smelled the couch cushions. He had rubbed his feet into the fabric of at least two cushions. I guess the scratchy fabric felt really awesome on his feet.
24. Hot Blooded
My mom had this thing about the thermostat. It had to be set to 77–79℉ because she felt that was the perfect temperature range—no matter the season—to save money and keep the house at a reasonable temperature. There was this one time when my mother had a friend and his wife over. This wife was kind of crazy, and she did not like the temperature that the house was set to.
So, she went to the thermostat and adjusted it to her liking. When my mom realized how cold it was, she went and readjusted the temperature. A little while later, it was cold again. My mom confronted her friend and told him that they could not control the temperature as they wanted because it was not their house. Well, a little while later, the temperature was cold again.
This time, my mother put a password on the thermostat to lock the crazy wife lady out. When the crazy wife lady realized this, she confronted my mother and demanded that she be given the password. When my mother refused to give it to her, the crazy wife lady was livid.
25. No Spoon For You
The week my sister was getting married, there were people over at our house eating during one of the events. We had plastic trays and plastic spoons/forks for eating outside. One of the guests came inside and took some of the normal steel forks and spoons with them outside. The next morning—garbage day—we realized that we only had two spoons returned, and the rest were thrown in the trash. I am not sure how one doesn’t realize they are throwing away a steel utensil.
26. An Official Mess
My husband and I were out of town. Our son's friend—who was sleeping on the couch after a bender—got up early and took the keys to my husband's work car. He drove it off the road, hitting a telephone pole—but that’s not the worst part. He then got out, took a bike, and rode it home. People saw the whole thing. My husband was a probation officer, and this guy totaled a state-owned vehicle.
27. My Money Went Up In Skype
I lived in the barracks. My brand new team leader got the master key from CQ while my buddies and I went out to watch a movie. When my roommate and I got back to our room, we saw our door open and my team leader’s head glowing from the laptop screen. He had let himself into my room and proceeded to use all my Skype money to call his sister while we were overseas. Needless to say, we were mad and tossed him out.
28. My Best Friend Bilked Me
I had a friend and his girlfriend stay at my apartment with my girlfriend and me. We all got pretty tipsy one night and passed out. I woke up in the morning to our apartment trashed and a lot of our things gone. The most messed up part was that this said friend used to be my best friend. He never apologized to us, but he did return the stuff he took because we told him we were going to press charges.
29. Bread And Clutter
While not necessarily rude per se, this really did bother me. And I’m not sure the internet is the right crowd who would understand my feelings. But I don’t like clutter. It stresses me out. This is a very big deal to me, and people who know me are aware of this quirk of mine. At the time, my household was just my husband, our toddler, and me.
I kept a very simple kitchen. But a family member came over and said they thought my cupboards were too bare. Without even discussing it with me, they proceeded to fill my cupboards to the rim with dollar store dishes, cups, plates, etc. that she went out and bought. I have never been so annoyed with someone in my entire life.
30. Making Themselves At Home
This happened recently, during the conditional period after we sold our house. One of the conditions was that the buyers could arrange two visits before the closing date. It was a young couple, and there was less than three weeks between the time we sold and the closing date. Anyways, they booked a viewing date about a week into the conditional period, and brought like 20 people with them to see the house.
Not really a big deal, they were excited and wanted to show their family their new house. I totally understood. There was just one problem. They felt the need to bring their dog with them, knowing full well that I had two cats. This fact was in the realtor's notes, and they had seen the cats on their previous viewings when they bought the house.
In fact, the young man told my realtor that our Tortie reminded him of his childhood cat. So there's no way they didn't know that we had at least one cat in the house, and they brought in a strange dog to what was still our home for two more weeks. If that wasn't bad enough already, they let the dog pee on the hardwood floor. In my house. That I still owned. For two more weeks.
The only reason we even knew about any of this is that we had a security camera set up that caught the whole thing. My husband immediately called our realtor, who confronted the buyer's realtor. Not only was the buyer's realtor present at this visit, but she was also the buyer's sister. She tried to deny everything until our realtor informed her that we had everything recorded, and he could send both her and the realtor board a copy of the footage.
She told our realtor to "please apologize to the owners (us)" and that was the last we heard. They never booked a second viewing. My husband and I were absolutely livid, and our realtor said in all the years he's been doing this, he's never had a buyer bring a pet to a viewing, let alone allow it to pee on the floor. Unbelievable.
31. Getting Into The Holiday Spirit
My brother's girlfriend had made a Christmas wreath for my home. When she arrived, she took the wreath I’d previously had on my door, threw it down the hallway, and put up the one that she had made—which was seriously ugly, by the way. My jaw dropped. I seriously could not believe she threw MY wreath down the hallway right in front of me!
The following day, I threw HER wreath in the garbage.
32. Clothes Encounter Of The Worst Kind
It was an average night during my freshman year of college. I had just finished a huge batch of laundry. All of my clothes were clean. I was studying for a major calculus test, and my roommate—a friend from high school—was bored. He decided that he wanted to go out to the local bars with all of our friends. He also decided to host the pregame party in our dorm room.
So while I was trying to study, there were about 15 people in my room getting their drinks on—including a guy named Jim—who graduated a couple of years before me. After about an hour of heavy drinking, the group left, leaving me with some peace and quiet. 40 minutes later, I got a desperate call. It was the group's designated driver begging for me to help him carry Jim in.
I ran outside and found the designated driver carrying Jim, who was in a stupor. The two of us cared for him for the rest of the night until he passed out on our futon. I went to bed shortly after, and the designated driver went to sleep in my roommate’s bed. My roommate and I had adopted a somewhat feral cat, and the last thing I remembered seeing was the cat curled up in a ball on Jim's chest.
At some time during the night, my roommate returned. Upon finding the DD in his bed, he laid claim to a red chair we had, displacing my clean laundry on the floor. Around 7 AM, I heard Jim awaken and leave. I woke up around 7:30 AM, unprepared for my test, and went to get dressed. I reached into the hamper to grab some clothes and noticed that they were all wet in places.
Upon smelling them, I realized they smelled like urine. At first, I blamed the poor cat, but upon sifting through the second pile of clothes and finding them peed on, it dawned on me.
Jim urinated on ALL of my clothes! Every single one of them.
33. My Father-In-Law Was Trash
My in-laws arrived, and I had vacuumed/mopped the whole kitchen and set aside some recycling by the wall to take out later. Within the first ten minutes of heaving into my home, my behemoth father-in-law tromped through and booted one of the boxes to be recycled across the kitchen floor, which happened to have some leftover kitty litter in it. The litter was sprayed everywhere. He didn’t even pause. He just looked down at the upturned box and said, "Oh", and kept walking.
34. Beauty Sleep
I once had a friend over and she didn't want to sleep on the couch. Okay, fine. I'll set up one of the brand new fancy expensive cots for you and put blankets and a comforter on it so you're cozy. She complained all night long about how uncomfortable it was. Okay, well, you didn't want the couch, so tough luck. Then, out of nowhere: "Can I sleep in your bed with you?"
My little twin bed? No, absolutely not. "That's unfair!! I'm getting up there!" No. Stop, I told you no. She proceeded to ignore me, screw up my sheets, and climb in with me. But oppositely, so her freaking feet were in my face. She left early the next day. She also opened a new box of Wheat Thins and ate the ENTIRE BOX, and when I grabbed for some she would pull it away from me.
Idiot.
35. The Point Of No Return
I'm gonna tell you the story of the night I met Tyler. So my friend brings me to his friend's house, where people party and use lots of illicit substances. So the first thing I notice is this absolutely bonkers pretty girl, who I'm immediately interested in—but I am soon waved off by a friend, as that's the girlfriend of the owner of the house (not Tyler). We'll call her L. Tyler and everyone else seems cool enough, and we hang out for some time. Eventually, Tyler goes into the bathroom. Now, this is not a big house.
It's a two-bedroom duplex with one bathroom that leads out into the populated living room. So we all notice when he's in there for like...30 minutes. And runs the shower? Whatever, we go about the night. Eventually, he briskly opens the door and rushes out of the bathroom, then straight out the front door and leaves the party.
And I can't blame him for wanting to leave. Apparently, he'd gotten really intoxicated, "barred out" (taken lots of Xanax), and gotten sick. But while he was hunched over the toilet bowl puking, something went wrong. This is his account of the story, mind you. He said he lost control of his bowels. There was liquid four feet high on every single wall in this tiny bathroom, so smelly that it instantly rendered the house untenable, I'm not exaggerating.
He said he lost control while on his knees in front of the toilet, but without some kind of crazy cat stretch back arch, I don't see how he could possibly have gotten the liquid that high up on the walls without standing up. All over the floor. Everywhere. But it gets better. Tyler, having been unable to use the available toilet paper to wipe up such a mess on himself, decided to use the one available scrap of cloth left to wipe what he could off himself before leaving, and leaving a trail of tiny poop globs falling out of his pants leg as he went.
That scrap of cloth? L's bikini top. But wait, it gets better. At the time, the party was already pretty wound down and the owner of the house had long passed out. So L, who did not live here and was merely the girlfriend of the guy running the party, had to clean an entire poop-covered bathroom herself. She spent the whole night cleaning poop off the walls and floors, and washing her poop-covered bikini top.
Believe it or not, it took me another three years of hanging out with Tyler before I realized he was a jerk of a person.
36. Happy Trails
My grandfather's cousin was staying with us for a week. He has a serious bladder problem, but would refuse to wear adult diapers. What followed was him leaving a trail of pee, and sometimes even poop, wherever he walked around the house. It didn't take too long for my mother to ask his son to take him back home.
37. Rock Dreams Busted
When I was about 12, I was trying to start a band. I had this one kid over who I kind of knew and his idiot friend. Things weren’t going anywhere, so we went to the living room to play Rock Band. My parents even went and got a whole bunch of pizza for the evening, so at the very least, I might have a fun day with some new potential friends.
That is until the idiot kid decided to get angry at his friend while the game was loading. What he did next still makes me mad. He reached his leg up and stomped on my Rock Band drum kit. The blue head on the right side of the drum kit didn't work right after that, and I never saw him again. I didn't want to tell my parents about it because I didn't want to get him in trouble.
38. No Standing Behind This
I created an epic drinking game for my wife's 30th birthday. Everyone was drinking, screaming, winning, and losing—it was awesome. However, three people came to me by the end of round two, saying that it would be better if one of the guests were not there. This one guy was a complete jerk for much of the game. He refused to abide by rules, was obnoxious to most people, and kept touching people’s behinds—and I didn’t know it at the time, but he was about to get a lot worse.
Thirty minutes later, most people were solidly inebriated—and out of nowhere—this one guest whose behind was touched punched the obnoxious guy in the face. Drinks went flying. I rushed over, separated them, and in the chaos, the friend whose behind was touched left the house and was going to drive to a nearby friend's.
Someone jumped in his car as he was leaving to stop him from driving under the influence. Another sober friend drove him home after an hour of him moaning, only to have his brother come and pick him up. He later apologized and tried to make things right. However, the obnoxious guy who caused the problem said nothing.
39. Beach Bum
My sister invited a stranger she met on the beach back to her apartment, where she lived with my dad. She said he seemed normal when she met him, and she wanted to continue to hang out with him. The guy started talking all sorts of nonsense and then whipped out his business and started urinating all over the floor. She told him to get out, and he laughed at her. My dad heard the arguing and woke up.
He came out, put his hand on the guy’s shoulder, and told him that he needed to leave. That should’ve ended it—but the nightmare was just beginning. The guy pulled out a pocket knife and started attacking my dad. My sister went to call for help. He saw her reaching for the phone and went to stab her as well. My dad, who was bleeding on the floor, grabbed this guy, disarmed him, and then the guy ran off down the street.
The authorities found him not too far away since he was covered in blood, and my dad was airlifted to the hospital in critical condition.
40. Taking Care Of Those Pearly Whites
I once let a dude from college crash on my couch while he was in town for a dance thing. The next thing I know, he took off with my spare toothpaste! I don't know why or how, but he swiped all the spares of toothpaste and deodorant that I had kept under the sink. Guess he really needed them. Either that, or he was running some sort of secret underground black market for toothpaste.
41. You’re Never Too Young To Be Awful
I remember when it was my 13th birthday. My sister had some friends come over, each being about eight years old. They found the birthday cake and ate the whole thing without even considering waiting for my family to actually celebrate with it. But that’s not the worst part. They also opened and swiped a few of my presents. They then went into my room, and the living room, and trashed them both.
And I'm fairly certain one rifled through my wallet and took a whole $120 in birthday cash before leaving without a word. They lived down the street. The least I can say is that my parents were fuming, and those kids were never coming over again.
42. Three’s A Crowd
I let a friend stay over with me a few years ago, and I was out of town for the first day that he was there. Turns out my roommate was having a "catch up" Valentine's Day with her boyfriend that night. They cooked a nice meal and were snuggled up on the couch together by candlelight. My guest just sat down next to them and chatted with them the whole night, oblivious to the fact that they wanted to be alone.
Then, he proceeded to sleep in my bed without asking, and later complained that I didn't have any bread or enough milk in the house.
43. What A Dipstick!
About a year ago, I got a call from my sister telling me that they had spinach dip on sale at the grocery store. She asked if I wanted her to buy them for me and pay her back later. I jumped at the opportunity. After what felt like forever, my sister and her friend came home. I had my bag of tortilla chips ready to dip. My sister and her friend brought over about two bags of chip dip and some other stuff.
I grabbed my spinach dip and initiated the dipping. As I was dipping, my sister's friend also dipped into my dip. I thought, “OK, I guess we are all sharing”. So, I went into her bag and grabbed her dip, and began to peel the plastic off. She immediately stopped me and told me that she was saving that for when she got home. She then continued to dip MY tortilla chips into MY dip.
44. Hanky Panky Houseguests
One of my little brother’s friends needed a place to crash for the night. It was fine at first, but then the guy brought his girlfriend along without telling anyone. When morning came, my mom went into the kitchen to begin her day and get some breakfast. The guy and his girlfriend were participating in some heavy hanky panky.
Startled, my mom didn't know what to say as everyone else was still asleep. It was just her and the amorous couple getting it on on the couch. So, giving them a moment, she went to the bathroom and made noise and stuff so that they would hopefully finish up, and she could pretend she didn't see anything. She was dead wrong. She finished up in the bathroom, and nothing changed.
They were still participating in their little horizontal dance, so my mom—still afraid of straight-out confrontation—passive-aggressively began banging around in the kitchen, fixing a sandwich, and turning on the TV. They still kept going along and eventually quietly finished up. It was about that time that I woke up and went upstairs to fix myself something to eat.
The first thing I saw was this girl's bare back putting on a shirt. My innocent morning mind just thought the girl had moved from our second couch to snuggle with her boyfriend and didn't want to use our bathroom to change her clothes. I would never have thought they were doing the deed in front of my mom. I went along with my normal morning cereal and yogurt breakfast routine.
They left about 30 minutes later, and I was none-the-wiser about what had happened. My brother woke up, came upstairs, and my mom, very sternly, told him, "They are not allowed here anymore". My brother and I were confused, and he asked why. So my mom told him the guy and his girlfriend had been getting busy in her house in front of her as she made breakfast for herself.
A few days later, my brother came to us and said that he "took care of it" and that the guy wouldn't be coming by anymore. I asked him a bit later how the conversation went. He said something along the lines of, "Once we punched him, he seemed to get it".
45. Felonious Drunk
A friend showed up trashed when I invited him over. He brought a friend of his whom I didn't know—who was also trashed—and who was an admitted felon. He eventually punched a hole in the hallway wall outside the door of my apartment and tried to run over my girlfriend's sister's boyfriend with his car out of something resembling jealousy.
Three people, myself included, called the authorities. Several people witnessed the vehicular incident. One of the other residents even came forward when an officer finally arrived 20 minutes later and said that my friend's friend had previously come to her apartment and threatened her while she was pregnant. Apparently, everyone in town knew this guy but me.
There were tire tracks, a fist-shaped hole in the wall outside my apartment door, and damage to the landscaping from his car. There were also injuries incurred by the aforementioned girlfriend's sister's boyfriend when he dove out of the way, including bloodstains on the sidewalk where he landed. The officer said, "It's a case of he-said-she-said. I can't do anything unless I saw it happen myself". The most messed up thing a person ever did in my house was being completely useless as an emergency responder.
46. Redecorating
We were selling our home about five years ago and a couple came through with a four-year-old child. They allowed their child to move items from room to room, take items out of our refrigerator, and track mud through the house. We thought we were losing our minds for days after when we kept finding things that were misplaced. We noticed at first because of a big teddy bear one of our daughters had from her bedroom upstairs.
We found it in the middle of our den downstairs. It looked like a mini cyclone had gone through the house when they were done. Who brings a four-year-old to a house viewing and lets them act like that?
47. Baby Face
This one guest took over my living room for an entire weekend, setting up camp on my couch. She faked pre-term labor pains. Well, later, I learned the disturbing truth. She was faking an entire pregnancy. She monopolized the TV, kept my wife awake all night, and put my whole family through a nightmare for 40 snowbound hours. And that was just the beginning of two months of disasters that she put my wife through even after she was out of the house.
48. Bathroom Break
We were hosting a party to celebrate a milestone for our child. In-laws came from several hours away. In the course of the day, they: A) demonstrated rolling cigarettes to our preschooler, B) smoked in our yard after being asked not to, C) brought a plate of leftovers to share with us (not rude, but strange), D) brought a huge bottle of vodka for just them, then proceeded to drink it steadily.
Then they E) brought gifts for kids (not rude), then complained when kids played with said gifts ("It's brand new and they're getting it dirty!"), F) This one is the kicker. My mother-in-law claimed she was getting a "bug" and then took up the only bathroom in the house for nearly the entire party. Other guests left because they needed the bathroom.
Both my kids had accidents at their own party because grandma wouldn't leave the bathroom. In her brief stints outside the bathroom, she was a mess, both physically and psychologically. We found a stained towel in our shower. My sister-in-law ended up bleaching the entire bathroom. Her hotel was less than five miles away.
She then had a tantrum about people being rude to her, tried to take a Percocet, dropped it on the floor, and then had a panic attack when we couldn't find it to make sure the kids didn't get it. We're done.
49. Two Can Play At That Game
When I was between 8–10, one of my mom’s friends and her nephew came over. He came straight on and turned on my Playstation and started playing GTA 3. After a few minutes, I asked him if I could play. His reaction was brutal. The little jerk had the nerve to tell me, “No”. So he played through three missions and was saving after every mission.
So, I unplugged it after about an hour and corrupted the save. He started crying, and they left because of it. My mom actually thanked me for doing it because she was also getting annoyed by our guests.
50. Cash Clown
When I was a kid, my brother and I got $5 in pocket money a week. We could get a little extra if we went above and beyond with our chores. My brother would spend his on lollies and Coke every week, and he would rub it in my face that he had all these awesome treats. I saved mine up. I saved for a couple of years until I had about $500.
As a kid, it required a lot of self-restraint to set my own savings up and not spend it all. I had all this cash hidden in an envelope in my bedroom. The only people who knew where it was, were my family. My brother had his moronic friend around one day and bragged about all this money I had. So, of course, this jerk took every last cent. I never got it back.
51. Put A Sock On It!
When I was working at Little Caesar's pizza with no air conditioning, I offered a co-worker a ride home since he did not have a car at the moment. As soon as he stepped into the car, he proceeded to take off his shoes and “air out his feet". He placed them on the dashboard while reclining as far back as possible. The stench was unbearable. I drove so fast that I was surprised that I didn’t get pulled over.
52. Tree Hugger
In my family, the Christmas tree is a celebration of our history together. The ornaments were all handed down from previous generations, gifts from relatives, or things we created ourselves. So when you put them on the tree, you were hanging your ornaments.
I would put the ones my auntie or grandma gave me, my brother and sister would do the same, and we'd all divvy up the ones that we got from people who were no longer with us. We had ornaments that were legit antiques. When I started my own little family, I wanted to keep that tradition alive. We were all going to decorate the tree together as a family activity.
My late father-in-law's girlfriend (who came to visit) had other ideas. We went shopping and left her at the house, and when we were gone she decorated the tree by herself. We'd told her that we wanted to decorate it as a family. We got back, and she was so proud of the job she'd done and wanted us to tell her how pretty the tree looked.
She had no idea why we were mad at her. When we explained it, she got really, really defensive.
53. Dropping By To Say Hello
Ooo, how about an almost visitor? So my uncle didn't visit but did tell his dealer that he was staying with us. He then ripped off said dealer for a large sum of money. So, the substance dealer and his mates come to our place with bats and knives at the ready, and then knock on the door yelling my uncle's name.
I am unsure who was more surprised, eight-year-old me, or them when I opened the door. I was raised super polite so asked how I could help. They asked for my uncle. I said he wasn't here. They asked for my mum. So I asked if they wanted to step in and wait while I got mum, which was the usual protocol for guests in our home, and they had said they were friends of my uncle.
They declined and stayed outside. I left the door open to be polite and go get mum. Mum freaks out but talks with them, and they eventually leave with no fuss. Didn't even insist on coming inside. That was when my uncle got banned from ever visiting.
54. Getting The Job Done
A managerial job opened up at an office that was under my control. I began talking to a somewhat friend that I made during a training program five years prior, who had inherited his dad’s insurance office. He let me know that he had sold the office after three years and had been doing nothing but traveling for fun and doing small jobs.
We get to talking and I tell him about this job. He knew a lot about the industry and, after discussing the job and pay, he took the offer. “I can be there this Saturday”. That should have been a warning that I easily missed. “Sure. You can stay at my house for the night” reluctantly came out of my mouth. I told my girlfriend at the time (now wife) about 40 minutes before he gets to the house that he would be spending the night.
She gets angry at me, as she never really liked the guy after he clung onto us during a weekend that she came to visit during our training. Her woman’s intuition had gone off. She let me know that she sensed something was off with the guy. “If he stays, I go,” she said. I was under a lot of stress at the time, so I just said: “Fine, then leave”. Another mistake.
As soon as he gets out of the car, I noticed his hair was all over the place. He seemed skinnier and had grown a weird beard. He was scrawny and seemed dirty. He even had a few scabs on his legs. “Hey, what’s up man?” were his first words to me. He then went on to say: “Sorry I look like this. I stopped over at a buddy of mine’s house by Central Florida and we went night fishing and drinking".
Okay, Redneck. Do your thing. I told him he could use the shower and take a nap before we headed out for lunch. After a two-hour nap, he gets up and we go to lunch. He’s a smart guy, but starts talking about government conspiracies and about how after his divorce, he had been reading up a lot on laws and the system. Somewhat ranting. Okay then...
I nod my head and steer him to discuss the job. We get home and I let him know that I have my sisters-in-law’s birthday dinner (a family-only type of affair) that night and that he’s more than welcome to go out on the town or whatever he wants—anything other than stay at my home that particular evening. I even offered him one of our cars to use.
I get home about midnight and he’s hanging around the living room, shirtless. And he had fully shaved his beard. “I fixed the noise coming from the garage door,” he says. Okay, thanks! We go to the kitchen area and I sit on a stool by the counter. We start talking and he proceeds to turn around as he faces the cabinets.
I’m looking at his back as his knees begin to arch and his shoulders begin to lean forward. He then starts slowly shaking in a weird way. Similar to the sway you’d see from one of those car-dealer tube men, but keeping his arms to his side. I ask him quizzically: “Hey, are you okay man?” He says: “Yeah, man. My back really hurts and I was just stretching it out”. If that was the case, that was the weirdest back stretch that I had ever seen in my entire life.
Seriously, what the heck was that? I felt like it was part of a horror movie. I say nothing about it. We talk some more and I say: “I’m off to bed, busy day tomorrow”. I go to my bedroom and, I still don’t know why, but I locked my bedroom door as I closed it behind me. His weird vibe made that decision make sense. I get up at about 9:00 AM on Sunday and I go downstairs.
On my way down, I see that his bedroom door is a little bit open and I decide to let him rest some more. It’s now about 11:30 and still no signs of him. You don’t get to sleep until 11:30 unless you are either a child or went out the night before. I call out his name and he soon springs out the door. I tell him that I’ve been up since 9.
“I got up at about 5:30 and went to bed at about that time”. Okay, I tell him to dress and that we would do lunch and then meet another manager to go over work details. We do what was planned and all is normal. He meets the other manager and we head home. I then tell him that I need to get my woman back, and that I would pay for a hotel that week until he found an apartment to rent.
I get him one night and I would figure out a weekly rental on Monday. He gets in his car and heads off to the hotel. Before heading out to meet my girlfriend, I think it would be a good idea to clean the room where he stayed and throw the sheets in the washer. As I open the bedroom door, I make a chilling discovery. I notice on the middle part of the bed a medium-sized syringe.
What the heck do I do? I grabbed a bunch of toilet paper and wrapped my hand. Threw it in a little trash can that was in the bathroom and decided to throw the entire can out. Grabbed the sheets and bathroom towels and threw them in the washer. Set it to wash right away. I then checked out the bathroom just in case.
Inside one of the cabinets was one of the big bathroom towels, placed in a way like there was something inside of it. I was too afraid to look, so I grabbed it by the top and placed it inside a garbage bag. Might have been a broken jar or something like that. Who the heck knows?!! I can’t possibly tell my girlfriend about this.
That’s like telling her that she’ll forever be right in all of her gut feelings and I’m sure as heck not gonna give her that power. I keep quiet. I, cause I’m an idiot, begin thinking that maybe he’s sick. That the syringe was there to treat some disease and how dare I confront him about this. Maybe he was afraid to tell me about his condition, cause maybe he wouldn’t get the job.
Or maybe, just maybe he’s doing freaking substances and I’m too much of a dweeb to say something about it. I decide to sleep on it and have the conversation in the morning. I even thought about him wrecking the hotel room, which was on my credit card. In the morning, I call the other manager and I tell him that I think something’s off with him.
I suggest she please keep an eye out and keep me posted. The guy doesn’t show up at 9:00. It’s 9:35 when I get a text back from him, after texting him to say how he’s making me look like garbage for hiring him. He calls me. “My allergies are really bad and I had a horrible night’s sleep”. I tell him to get his butt to work. He goes into the office and, at about 2:30, I get a text message from the other manager. I couldn’t believe what I was reading.
The guy is slouched forward on his desk. His neck hanging like he’s passed out. The manager wakes him up and he, once again, blames his extreme tiredness on his allergies. At about 4:15, he shows up at my office. He claims the bank has frozen his card. Asks if he could get a small advance on his first check. I go with him to the ATM and hand him $300 bucks. Turns out he had already been fired.
Don’t do bad substances, kids. I saw the before-and-after with a guy who I thought at the time had a lot going for him. Good family, intelligence, and money didn’t spare him from its powers. His life was completely ruined. And, in short, that was the rudest thing a guest did at my house.
55. The Strife Of The Party
My parents held a huge party each year and used the front yard as a parking lot for it. There would be about 300 or so guests, and it would go on until the early hours of the morning. One of my dad's friends was caught breaking into the cars and taking whatever he could grab out of them—mostly personal effects and loose change. In a different year, someone made off with my cousin's car. We never found out who, but the vehicle was recovered not too far away, with some parts removed but otherwise in good condition.
56. I Came Out Fighting
I would have some buddies over to watch the PPV fights. I would cook the main course, and they would bring the sides. After a few hours of drinking and watching some UFC, I noticed something was off. My girlfriend at the time was fairly uncomfortable around one of the guys my friend had brought with him. I asked her what was up, and she said he had said something to her, but she didn't want to cause a scene, so she'd tell me later.
I talked to my buddy, and he said he didn't hear anything, so I thought she was just overreacting. After the fights were over, we decided to go down to the bars for a few more drinks. As we were getting ready, the guy in question told my girlfriend that she should just go home with him right now so he could bang her the right way. I lost my mind and had to get restrained. My girlfriend smacked him, and my buddy dragged him out of the house as fast as he could.
57. Don’t Skirt The Issue
In high school, one of the popular girls had a huge house party and invited the entire school. Everyone told their friends, who told their friends, etc. A girl who didn't go to our school needed to use the washroom, but there was someone in it. We watched her try the door of the bathroom to find it locked. Then, rather than waiting any period of time, she just pulled up her skirt, squatted down, and peed on the floor.
The host watched all this happen and flew into a rage. She ran over to the girl, grabbed her by the hair, and proceeded to rub her nose/face in the puddle before dragging her by the hair and throwing her out of the house. The sad part was that I was talking to pee girl moments before this all happened, and she was totally sober.
58. Taking Initiative
When I graduated with my associate’s degree, my mom held a small party for me with family, which included inviting my in-laws. My sister-in-law came into my mom's kitchen, while the food and people were in the living room, and started rearranging the contents of mom's refrigerator without asking.
She didn't even ask to get something from the fridge in the first place, she just went looking for something and then decided she didn't like the way everything was placed in there. Who does that??
59. Power Nap
Back when I was 19, this visitor entered my room and asked to take photos of me and my things. Then, she proceeded to kick me out of my room for two hours while she took a nap on my bed. She was an 80-something-year-old woman from China who once taught my dad Mandarin, over 25 years ago, visiting London for the first time in many years.
You know that "old person smell" that elderly people have? Somehow, that stayed on my sheets and towel, which she used as a blanket, so I proceeded to wash them all thoroughly the next day.
60. Getting The Picture
My local hospital made an agreement with a photoshoot agency that new mothers and fathers could get a free photo if you book a home photoshoot with one of their pros. A few days later, a cameraman came to my house to get the set ready. Our conversation was casual, nothing too exciting. Typical photographer in his mid-50s “been doing this for 20 years” type stuff. After set-up, we strip the baby of his pajamas and start the photoshoot.
Typical baby with a cute hat style stuff. My newborn was being a little cranky, as he was still getting used to breastfeeding and was probably rather cold. It took a lot of energy to try to get him to cooperate. After a few photos, and our newborn not playing along, the cameraman was getting very impatient. He looks at me and says: “You have the fussiest baby I’ve ever seen. This isn’t going to work out. I have another shoot to do”.
He packed up his gear so fast and was gone before I could even process what was happening. I was shocked and slightly offended. I called the agency and they said they just sub-contract out the jobs, and that they were very deeply sorry but there was nothing they could do about it. I never got my free photo. The end.
61. Something Blew
My boyfriend and I had some friends over for a cocktail night. At the end of the night, it was the two of us, plus our friend Bob. Bob had a few too many cocktails and decided to use our bathroom. After some time had passed, we decided to check if he was alive. We knocked on the door, and there was no response, so we let ourselves in. I wish I could un-see what I saw that night.
We discovered him slumped over on the toilet with his pants down and his rear and the toilet covered in poo. We woke him up, and he rolled off the toilet, spewed a few more times—making sure to miss the toilet—and rolled in his own spew. Bob then passed out on the bathroom floor and refused to move. My boyfriend and I gave up at that point and went to bed.
We woke up in the morning to find him asleep on our suede couch. He hadn't taken his spewy clothes off, so the whole couch reeked. He also left a drool mark on one of the cushions. He had been drinking blue cocktails, so now our couch had a greenish blue stain on it.
62. This Kid Was A Real Firecracker
My mom decided to let her brother and his family stay over for the Fourth of July. We bought some sodas, and the 13-year-old boy drank a whole six-pack of soda by himself. He started running around the house screaming at the top of his lungs and started pounding on my back "because it sounded like a drum". The mom didn't own up to it and let him continue.
He saw the RC car I cherished from childhood and started driving it into concrete walls scraping it back and forth. He then tried to drive it in the street after I told him multiple times that he could not do that if he were using someone else's toys. We all watched a movie together, and he whined the whole time because he didn’t get the film.
He then watched movies the entire night with the volume too loud, and when we told him to turn it down, he would then turn it up again later. The next day my mom made breakfast for the whole family and told them she was saving some for my dad and me to wake up. The kid ate both of our meals. Plus, he tried to raid our fridge on multiple occasions—got away with it—twice and squeezed my cat until he screeched.
63. Get Out!
When I was 14, a girl overheard I was having a party and simply came in with some of the people we knew in common. I assumed they had invited her, and they assumed that I had. She would not leave. After everybody else was gone, she told my mom her dad was having car trouble and asked if she could sleep over. My mom saw no harm in it, so she agreed.
However, this girl was a bit obsessed with wanting to be me. She tried on all my clothes, and when I said I had to do chores, she cheerfully joined me in doing them “so we could be done faster”. She showed no signs of leaving. We did not know how to get rid of her politely and had never encountered that before. It took us another day and a half, and only the threat of calling the authorities if she didn't leave before she would get out.
64. Scratch That From The Record
I once threw an underground dinner party and sold tickets. This older couple who were friends of a friend we invited came. The lady wore super sharp stilettos that I didn’t notice until later. The group as a whole got tipsy from the drinks we served, and they started dancing in the adjacent living room area. That’s when things got freaky.
The guy started unbuttoning his shirt. The older lady began grinding against him. My poor pregnant wife had a horrified look on her face. I end the evening there. As I’m cleaning up, I realize that my hardwood floors now have multiple visible scratches and marks all over where they were dancing. The $1,000 or so that we made that night was definitely not worth it.
65. Room And Bored
My brother lived with me and my spouse for a few months. One morning, I’m out on the porch having a smoke and he comes out. I ask him how his night was, as he’d gotten home from wherever he was after I went to bed. And he says to me: “Oh, it was okay! I have to take Gertrude home now”. I made up that name because I can’t remember the real one.
Me: “Excuse me? You brought some random woman into my house in the middle of the night while we were asleep?” He then has the gall to say to me: “It’s my room!” I blew up. I said: “IT’S MY FREAKING HOUSE!” Ugh. This was the beginning of many more issues. Finally, I kicked him out a few months later. And he did all of this while not paying me rent or even trying to find a full-time job.
66. Singing In The Bathtub
So about four years ago, I invited a friend to move into my small little two-bedroom apartment, after finding out she was staying in a homeless shelter. This was my home which I shared with my two young boys and my teen sister. I offered to let her stay on my couch since we were tight on space. My intentions were to help her get on her feet.
So I come home after a weekend away at my parents’ house out of town. What I found made my blood run cold. There was my eviction notice on the door. So this girl, I guess, had substance and drinking issues that I had no clue about. She was walking around the apartment completely naked, and intoxicated beyond control. She had been knocking on people’s doors.
She had been calling the authorities since she was hallucinating, and talking to them about people being out to get her. When I walked inside my apartment, I found her sleeping in the bathtub. There was puke everywhere! Needles everywhere, too. The cherry on top was the other naked strangers that were sleeping in my bed. I would say getting me evicted is pretty darn rude!
67. He Threw In The Towel
It was my 20th birthday, and I had about 60 people over for a party. One guy who was just barely a friend was not very good at handling booze. After a few too many drinks, he headed to the laundry to throw up in the toilet and missed. By the time we found the mess, he'd already gone out the back and passed out on the grass.
What we found was horrifying. He had barfed all over the laundry and tried to clean it up. His good intentions didn't work so well since he wiped up a bit of the vomit using a towel, then attempted to flush the towel down the toilet. That went about how one would expect and resulted in a laundry flooded with vomit water.
68. Fish Out Of Water
When I was in middle school, I had a family friend come over. We were feeding my goldfish, one of which was huge because I had it for over five years. When I came back from the bathroom, I heard splashes and saw her holding the goldfish in a net above the water. She immediately put the fish back in the tank. When I asked what she was doing, she said, "I only did it for a second to see how heavy it was". My goldfish died the next day. I never talked to her again after that.
69. Clean Up Your Act
We didn’t have a very open house with lots of visitors. One would have to be close with us to get an invite. One of our "friends" arrived at our house, dressed in jeans and a nice top. She hadn’t been there for even ten minutes when she asked to use the bathroom. Since our powder room was occupied by her husband, we told her to use the one at the top of the stairs.
We were outside in the backyard, and all was quiet for a few minutes. So, I wandered back into the house to see if something was wrong. I heard the water running upstairs. The husband came out of the powder room and went outside like nothing was going on. Later, we figured out what was really happening. His wife was having a bath! She was gone for close to 45 minutes and then came downstairs in a tank top, pajama pants, and no bra.
She let us know that she loved how the butane curling iron my wife had in a box under the sink worked and wondered if she could use it again. Why she had a bath never came up in conversation. It just didn't get talked about. Needless to say, they didn't get invited back.
70. A Man Of Many Talents
One of my very good friends from childhood is a terrible house guest when he comes in from out of town. Even though he is given the guest bedroom, with plenty of space, he always leaves his stuff all over the house. Just took his belt off once and left it on the kitchen counter for a full day. He refuses to eat a normal sit-down meal, but then gets up in the middle of the night to raid the fridge and pantry and take food back to the bed and leave crumbs everywhere.
He does not shut the bathroom door when urinating. He gets all sweaty all the time, but will not shower. And one time, he invited a strange woman to our house, with whom I am pretty sure he was intending to cheat on his wife, who was back in his hometown. Luckily, the strange woman never showed up, but I was going to flat out tell him, you're not cheating on your wife in my house. I am also married. Our wives know each other. What a weird situation to put somebody in.
I mean he's an old good friend of mine, but an awful house guest.
71. Now That’s An Entrance!
I was babysitting my neighbor’s daughter. My neighbor was supposed to pick up the girl hours ago, and didn’t answer any of my messages. I got the living room ready just in case she was gonna have to stay the night. It was close to midnight when he finally came to pick her up. The dad rang the bell and, when I answered the door, he was soooooo wasted.
He barged in and walked past me to go to the kitchen. Everything that was within his grasp and reach, he literally destroyed. He went to the fridge and drank juice straight from the carton. He then walked back to the living room where his daughter was and started spewing random stuff at her. But he didn’t stop there. Then, in mid-sentence, he vomited all over my couch and immediately passed out after.
72. Hitting The Books
When I was in university, one of my roommates asked if a high school friend of his from back home could come visit and stay in our apartment for a night or two. I agreed, but I was writing midterms and was stressed beyond belief, so I firmly requested that they not party at our place so that I could study and get to sleep uninterrupted.
I came home from the library at 11:00 in the evening, and they were both totally intoxicated. My roommate was passed out in his bedroom. There was rank-smelling puke all over the toilet seat, and his friend had brought a girl home from the campus bar and was currently hooking up with her in my bed. What the heck!
I kicked them both out of the apartment, and then ended up doing laundry at 11:30 PM because my sheets were sweaty and covered in their bodily fluids. I no longer speak with this roommate.
73. All Aboard
Not my house, but my car. I don't have many rules for passengers when I'm driving, but there are two I will never budge on. The first is to wear your seatbelt. The second is do not smoke in my car. I had just bought a car. It wasn't brand new, but I knew the previous (and only) owner and I knew he was a car guy who took meticulous care of his vehicles both inside and out.
He wouldn't even sell me the car before he had given the engine a proper service. Within a week of getting the car, a friend asked for a lift to the train station. I knew he smoked, so as we walked to the car I told him specifically to wait until we get to the station before he lights up. This would only be a 10-minute ride at most. But apparently, that was too much to ask.
I back out of the parking space, drive to the exit of the parking lot, and as I check my left-hand side for oncoming cars, I hear from my right the distinctive sound of a lighter sparking up. The dude could not even freaking wait until we were out of the freaking car park before he just had to have his darn smoke. I ask him what the heck he thinks he's doing and he just looks at me and says: "Relax, it's not like it's a new car". The jerk ended up walking to the train station.
74. This Guy Was Smashed
My two roommates and I lived in a nice condo in downtown Austin. One of my roommates was one of those meatheads who thinks he's better than everybody else. He invited one of his meathead friends over to spend the weekend with us. At dinner, he started getting a little too rowdy and tried to fight people. So, naturally, we put him in a car and sent him home.
He obliged, seeming to understand that he was too sloshed. When we got back late that night, he was passed out, so we all went to bed. The next morning we woke up to a noise complaint taped onto our door about a loud and successive banging earlier that night. Two noise complaints meant eviction, so it was bad. Shortly after that, we made a disturbing discovery. We realized that this guy had taken the top off the toilet.
He had proceeded to bash the bowl and toilet tank to smithereens. There was literally nothing left. There was just a pipe where the toilet used to be and a considerable amount of dust where there should have been a toilet. His excuse was that he was mad that we sent him home and didn't let him stay out with us.
75. Waiting For A Friend
A friend of mine walked into my house without knocking, which wasn’t a big deal as our friends were always welcome. However, when he realized that my husband and I were upstairs getting busy, he just sat down on the couch and waited it out. I came downstairs afterward wrapped in a sheet, and he was just sitting there at the bottom of the stairs, on the couch, like, "Hey"!
76. Musical Madness
There was a musician who we were familiar with. I offered him my bed in NYC as I stayed at my girlfriend’s place. It was one of the worst mistakes I’ve ever made. He clipped his gross old man toenails in my bed, flooded the toilet, and used all of the other roommates’ towels to clean it up. He threw those towels on some electronics and acted like he thought this was totally normal behavior.
He also gave us a ride from his show to our house and drove like a lunatic. My favorite was that he parked his car, "tabbed out", so he could find it again. This means that he parked half pulled into the parking spot and half double parked. He still couldn't remember which block he parked on, and it took us 20 minutes to find his car.
77. Rudeness Is A Universal Language
A friend of a relative stayed with my parents for a week. The guy was Argentinian and in his late 50s. He was very old-fashioned, religious, etc. For example, he even told my parents that it was wrong that I was living with my boyfriend without being married. One day, he asked my mum if he could use her computer "to check his email".
He spent quite a bit of time on it. You guessed it, he was watching inappropriate adult content. But I guess he didn't remember the website he wanted, because he first Googled in Spanish "young ladies with dark hair going at it" and a few variations of that. My mum found all that in her internet history and called him out. He tried to blame my then-16-year-old brother, who had his own laptop, speaks mostly English (so would never have Googled in Spanish), and was away on a camping trip.
He was not welcomed back.
78. A Case That’s Black And White
My really close friend brought his now-ex-girlfriend over while me and a few other friends were hanging out. She was a super controlling person. About 30 minutes in, she decided that she is going to go into my super white bathroom and dye her hair black. Not only this, but if you’ve never dyed your hair before, you must rinse your hair to get excess dye out.
She ended up staining my white counters, bathtub, shower, floor, two decorative towels, my carpet outside the bathroom, and my toilet. I was so irate and I don’t think she understood that you do not do this in someone else’s house without asking them. Literally everyone that was over, including me, told her to get her now just-showered naked butt out of my house.
I was so done because she just stained soooooo many things, and it would not come out easy. It makes my blood boil thinking about it now.
79. Buttering Up
Six years ago, my wife invited a friend of hers to stay with us for a week because she was going through a rough time. We didn’t know what we were getting into. Turns out she stayed with us for three months until we finally managed to kick her out. She would eat all our food and never shop. Never paid rent. She lost her job and my wife helped her get a really well-paying government job, but she still wouldn't help pay for anything.
We were watching TV and a car commercial came on, and she said "Wow, I could buy that outright with my savings now". And my wife and I couldn't believe it. She would leave everything in a mess, leave butter on the bench, and stuff. And her boyfriend was even worse. He was an irreverent jerk-canoe. She was, by far, the worst house guest we've ever had.
80. My House Is Not A Spitoon
I had a friend come over to my house when I was about 9 or 10. When he came in, we started just playing with toys, and stuff 10-year-olds do. Then he spit on the carpet for some reason. I thought it was rather strange, but it was the first time I had hung out with this boy, and I didn't want to ruin it. I was also very shy, so I didn't say anything. He continued to hock his lugies in my house until he left that night.
81. Party Shard
I threw a birthday party for my sister at my parent's house. She was turning 21, and I thought it would be nice to get a big bunch of people together for an old-fashioned house party. My sister was probably one of the youngest people there, as most of the guests were in their mid-twenties. The party was going great, the drinks were flowing, and there were lots of laughs.
Around 2 AM, people started to leave. At around 3 AM, I tossed the remaining people out so I could go to sleep. I woke up the next morning and went down to the basement, only to discover a massive pile of broken glass on the ground. Someone had smashed in excess of 100 bottles on the ground and then poured laundry detergent on top, creating a glassy shard-ridden slime.
I was outraged, so I went outside into the backyard for a smoke. I then noticed someone had lit the picnic table on fire using a can of gasoline. The fire had evidently traveled up the stream into the container because the gas canister was in the center of a giant black char mark in the center of the yard.
82. Flower Girl
I had the entire family over for a BBQ when I ducked inside to use the bathroom. To get there, I had to go past my living room. What I saw made my blood boil. I noticed my cousin’s daughter was yanking every bed of flowers that I had just planted under a row of boxwoods in my front yard. She had also ripped a tulip bed out from the side of my house. I didn't realize it was my job to watch my cousin's kid.
To say that I was upset would be an understatement. But, being the host that I was, I didn't say anything about it. I sent her back to the deck and politely asked my cousin if she could keep an eye on her daughter. I didn't tell her why because I didn't want to ruin the BBQ. It took all of the strength I had not to throw both of them into my swimming pool and keep their heads under until they stopped moving.
83. Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?
Once upon a time, before my heart had completely blackened, I let a friend stay at my apartment because he had no place to go. As in, he would have otherwise been sleeping on the streets. You would think this jerk would be the most grateful person on the planet, and you'd be completely wrong. He hung around day and night, never went anywhere. He drank all my drinks and ate my food while I was at work.
Did I mention I'm married with a kid?! I was the one working, so he basically pestered my wife all day. Always had to be giving his input, always had something to say to her. Three full months go by, and this idiot has given me a grand total of $200 for my troubles. 90 days. Did I mention my rent is over $1,100 and one salary paid all the bills? Yeah.
So next in his bag of tricks, he starts arguing with my wife while I'm at work. Starts telling her what to do. Has the audacity to yell at her when we run out of stuff like shampoo, our own shampoo. I had enough. I told him to call his brother out of state and have him buy a plane ticket, because he doesn't have a place to stay. Get the heck out, jerk.
No good deed goes unpunished.
84. Having A Swimming Time
I had two people—who had just met each other for the first time—sleep together in my pool, and then get mad when we asked them to leave. I also had a girl trying to pick up people to pay her to sleep with them, and got mad when we made her leave. Oh, and one of my female former friends got really angry when we told her to stop physically grabbing the other female guests.
Something about my house brings out the worst in people.
85. So Much To Break, So Little Time
This is the most middle-school story I have. There was this girl who was trying to be my best friend's best friend, but Best Friend didn't realize what a jerk she was. So, when I invited Best Friend over, she asked if she could bring Usurper along, and I couldn't think of a polite way to say no. Usurper proceeds to trash my room, break an heirloom china dish, pull the head off my oldest stuffed animal "by accident", and talk smack about my glasses.
Somehow, Best Friend still didn't get what a malicious devil this girl was, though.
86. It Tore Me Apart
I had an autographed sports memorabilia poster that I prized above others. I had someone over who started playing with it acting like he was going to smash it to tease me. I told him very firmly to put it back, and he accidentally dropped it and accidentally ripped it, trying to pick it up. Safe to say, he left the apartment in record time.
87. That’s A Wrap!
When I was about 12–13, my parents bought a house. My mom had her friends come over for a small housewarming party. There was a powder room that we never used; that way, it was always clean. The night went by, and everyone left. My dad was cleaning up and went to the powder room. That’s when he made a disturbing discovery. He found a poop wrapped up in toilet paper hidden under the toilet!
We had a small dog at the time, but we were certain that this poop was too big for our dog. One of the ladies that had come over that night had pooped outside the toilet, took the time to wrap it up, and hide it! It was such a weird thing.
88. What A Bunch Of Couch Peetatoes
We had a couple stay over one night after one too many drinks. They slept on our pull-out couch, and we never heard a peep from them. We woke up the next morning, and everything was put away as if no one had ever been there. A few weeks later, when I went to pull out the couch, I discovered one of them had peed the bed. They then made up the sheets and closed the couch without saying anything. It smelled REPULSIVE. They were never allowed to sleep over again.
89. Room For One More?
One time, this eight-year-old girl just kind of walked into our house while we were eating. The door was unlocked because we were barbecuing and I guess she thought the food looked good? We all just stopped eating and stared at her for a moment. My dad asked what she was doing and she said something along the lines of "I dunno", then turned around and left. Who just walks into someone else's house?
90. Battle Of The Bands
A few friends and I were having some drinks last summer when a guy we know showed up at my house uninvited with a friend of his who was so intoxicated that he immediately passed out on my couch. This now-sleeping dude had driven them both to my house. The guy continues to get plastered, complain about the music we were listening to, and try to put his own terrible punk band’s music on. But then he got so much more annoying.
He cornered my wife and demanded she change her shirt because he has beef with the singer in the band on her shirt. He refused to sit on anything other than a broken chair that we had to put in another room when he went to the bathroom, then complained when it was 6:00 AM and we said were going to bed. He woke his passed-out friend up and said, "I guess we're getting kicked out". Then, they both left in the intoxicated dude’s car.
91. Fun And Games
My boyfriend invited a couple of dudes over while I was at work because we only have a one-bedroom apartment and I don't always enjoy sitting there watching them play games. It was considerate. Anyways, he was asleep and they were gone when I got home since I work third shift. I noticed my new bathroom mat was discolored and assumed it was from shoes and didn't closely observe.
Anyways, I made him look at it with me when he got up because I was a bit mad since it was brand new. Upon further observation, we came to the conclusion that, before leaving, his friend wiped poop all over my new bathroom mat. It turned out to be brown finger streaks across the whole thing! Threw that out immediately. The toilet paper was readily available, by the way.
They are not allowed in the apartment anymore, and it was weird because they weren't on bad terms after that. They actually wanted to hang out again.
92. Can’t Tub This
I was having a sleepover when I was 14. One of the girls said she had a stomach ache and went to the bathroom. She came out saying she was going home and her dad was there to pick her up. Someone went to the bathroom a little later, and my other friends and I heard a scream.
We ran into the bathroom to find a massive dump in the bathtub. We had no idea why she didn’t use the toilet that was just a couple of feet away.
93. I Had No Eye-dea What They Did
Years ago, I was the first one to pass out at my own party. My friends snuck into my room and shaved off one of my eyebrows. Just one. No one told me either. I went through the whole next day like that and didn't find out until a stranger asked me why I only had one eyebrow. Incidentally, that stranger was an officer, so it was even more embarrassing.
94. A Random Act
I had a party and made it clear that no random people were allowed over. Eventually, I was too sloshed to notice some "friends" of mine invited people I didn't know. When I woke up in the morning, my bedroom window screen was on the floor, my pillowcases were gone, and so was my DVD collection. On top of that, someone mistook my closet for a urinal.
95. Look Who’s Coming To Dinner
My parents invited a man they knew and his wife over for dinner one night. My parents had four children, including myself, under the age of 15. The old man and his wife arrived for dinner at our house with a strange-looking man we had never met before. Later, we found out his chilling backstory. The strange man was a dangerous person who had just gotten released. He had moved into the apartment next to the old man and his wife.
The old man befriended him and thought it was a good idea to bring him to a house full of innocent children. It was a good thing my parents cut the dinner short.
96. Special Menu
One guest of mine Insisted on making dinner. Promptly burned the steaks. Then insisted on making hamburgers. I told him I didn't like onions. Made the hamburgers with chunks of onions. I tried to eat one, but chunks of raw onions is not something I want to eat. He then made beans in a crockpot, but didn't refrigerate them overnight. Just left them out in the crockpot.
He plugged it in the next morning and let them cook all day the second day. Claimed if there was any bacteria in there, cooking it got rid of it all. Repeated for a week. Spouse and I ate the beans the first night and refused any leftovers. We had record heat for days on end, so we ran the air conditioning. He would not quite ever shut the door to outside, leaving a small crack letting the cool air out and his smoking in.
Every time I passed by, I'd shut the door till it latched. Worse, we had indoor-only cats and they would occasionally escape because he could not understand that the door needed to be fully shut. He left open potato chip bags in the pantry. It wasn't any one thing that made him the worst guest, although food poisoning and endangering the cats were pretty close. It was the conglomeration of a lot of little things that gave him that title for me.
97. You Had One Job!
This person was house-sitting for me and my family while we were out of town. We let them stay at our house and sleep in my parents' room. When we returned home, our house was a disaster. The kitchen was filthy, and their daughter's toys were scattered all over the house. One of the few tasks we assigned them was to water our plants.
None of the plants were alive when we came home. Worst of all, they were told not to come into my room, where I have a valuable collection of old toys. Of course, they let their daughter into my room and play with them. Some very rare and expensive stuff was damaged. That was the last time we let them watch the house. The next time we went out of town, a good friend of mine was given the job instead. She did a much better job.
98. In This Corner
My mother-in-law likes to volunteer to show new guests around the house during big events like birthday parties or Christmas. And, without fail, she will always find the worst part of my home to show to strangers, usually whatever room has a closed door that’s out of the way, or whatever spot I least want them to see. She will then make them stand in there and have a conversation.
You know, the bedroom that’s a mess because you threw everything in it to prevent the guests from seeing it all. The back room of the basement past the laundry room used solely for disorganized storage. It only took eight years for my husband to catch on to the fact that, yeah, it happens every single time. It’s not even the worst thing that she’s done to us, but it is definitely the most head-scratchingly petty.
99. Gift Wrapped
A friend came to visit for a few days with her newborn infant—but she brought a gruesome surprise along with her. She inexplicably brought her placenta along with her. The placenta was wrapped in butcher paper, but nothing waterproof and was half thawed from the long car drive. She put it in my freezer, where it oozed all over my food throughout the time that she was over.
100. Potty Training
I once had a guest pee in my cat's litter box at a party we had. He turned the whole box into one big solid chunk. It was a friend of mine actually. He was really intoxicated, but I'm sure he did it on purpose. I didn't notice either until our cats started to poop and pee elsewhere in the house. Needless to say, this fellow and I are not friends anymore.
101. Their Stay Went Viral
We had some good friends stay at our house while we were out of town for the holidays. We came home to a clean house, maybe cleaner than we left it. Two nights later, our toddler woke up and couldn't stop throwing up. We took her to the emergency room. She stabilized after about five hours or so, just enough time to ring in the New Year under the fluorescent lights.
But then, things for weirder. A few days after, I started feeling like I had a kidney stone or something. I had pain at first, then fever and chills started up. I ended up going to the emergency room as well. I had a bunch of tests done, multiple IV bags of fluid, etc. They hadn’t figured out what was wrong when my wife called saying she wasn’t feeling well either. I knew it all had to be connected.
After about a week or so, we were all better, so we went on with our lives. About a month later, we were recounting our illness events to a mutual friend. That’s when we finally learned what had really happened. He said, "Oh, wasn't that right around the time our friend was in town? We never got to see them because they all had Norovirus that week".
That sure explained the number of sheets that were changed at the house and a couple of not quite dry spots on the bedroom carpet. A heads up before we got home would have been appreciated.
102. The Creepiest Staycation
There was an older woman who checked in my second week of being there, she definitely should not have been independent. She lived in town and booked a room for a week. She said that she was getting her house renovated because it was infested with “fiberglass". She was probably in her 70s. She would walk around with one of those surgical masks and wore yellow rubber gloves.
As the week went on, she started to wear bandages on her arms—we think she was scratching herself, I bet if we asked it would have been because of the fiberglass. She shouldn’t have been able to drive. but she kept going to and from her house to get more things, basically was moving in. Our hotel was on a main road, and she would just back up into it without looking.
It was a miracle she never got into an accident. But other than that, she would spend most of her time in the room, and occasionally would walk to the office and just spout crazy stories about fiberglass and how it was everywhere and all over her room. Once the week was up she extended her stay another five days because her house wasn’t ready yet.
She repeatedly declined maid service so we could never really get a glance of the condition of the room, yet she would keep complaining that her air-conditioning had “fiberglass all over it". One of the days, she came to the door complaining that the room was infested with spiders and she showed a tissue that she said had “spiders in it,” but there was nothing.
Like really sad stuff. Unfortunately, since we didn’t really have any real way of helping her, my boss advised me to tell her that we are booked solid for the rest of the summer, etc., so she couldn’t extend her stay any longer. We waited out those last few days dealing with her complaining and occasionally catching glances at the room as the maids brought her towels and such.
From what we saw there were pillows everywhere, a big bag of like perfumes, pills, etc. sprawled out on the dresser (like sooo many random things), etc. She was seen a few times carrying large garbage bags into the room we weren’t sure what was in them. Just imagine a room that a mentally ill person had been staying in.
She also had a few weird interactions with guests that made them complain, so we really could not wait until she was gone. But this is the freakiest part, where we get to the answer to what we found after a guest’s stay: IT WAS SPOTLESS. On her last night, we think she climbed out the window (first floor) and put stuff in her car and left—stealing the key too, but that’s common enough, we just replace them.
We went back and looked on camera and she was not on camera leaving at all, and the night manager did not see her leave. If you leave the regular way, you have to be seen by the manager, the office is in the front and it's a small hotel. The only way she could have done it was through the window. Every worker at the hotel was so curious to see what the room was like after she was gone.
It was insane, clean, with nothing broken except the air conditioner air filter (the one she’d said had fiberglass all in it). Other than that not much else. We still had a third party clean the room, but it was freaking weird man. My boss said she drove by the address and it was a beautiful house that must have cost a couple million, minimum, and there was like a metal trailer in the driveway.
We think she started living in that after the hotel. Sad, and just so, so bizarre. I really hope she got some help or something. There really wasn’t much we or I specifically could do, so we had to just move on.
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103. Future Offender Alert
I was a kid, probably 9 or 10, and my mom had a friend and her son over for lunch. The kid disappeared for about 10 minutes, and at the time I thought he had gone to the bathroom because I really had to go. So when he came back I quickly maneuvered my way past him into the room before the bathroom, where we had a fish tank. This would be completely irrelevant if the fish tank wasn’t cloudy and swirling about.
At first glance, I didn't know what it was, until I noticed smashed and ripped apart pieces of little fish faces moving around in the swirl. The kid had reached into the fish tank and squeezed the ever-loving life out of every single fish in that tank.
104. Clean And Clear And Out Of Control
My uncle and his wife came to stay for a while. They got my room and I slept on the couch for a few months, which is no big deal when you're a kid I guess. What actually ticked me off is that when they finally left, we opened the door and walked into a horror. They'd seriously messed up my room. Everything reeked, there were ground-up peanut shells in the carpet, ash burns on my mattress, etc...
We couldn't figure out why the room smelled like an abattoir until we lifted up the bed and found mummified cat poop stuck up in the shag carpeting. They either had such bad hygiene that they didn't notice the smell or they knew and they just didn't care.
105. Hotel Havoc
I used to work as a front desk agent at a boutique hotel. A guy who was obviously very full of himself came in with an online reservation that he had booked at a shockingly cheap nightly rate. He proceeded to give me a hard time about EVERYTHING, from telling me he shouldn't have to give me his credit card info since he had prepaid his reservation, to telling me "Um yeah, I'm pretty sure I can find the elevators, I'm not stupid".
He was just being an all-around jerk. About 10 minutes after checking him in, he came down and demanded that we give him a bigger room with a king bed and a view, even though he had booked a standard queen bed online. I complied, as we had extra king beds available. 10 minutes later, he came down again to complain about the size of the room.
He told me, "I'm only going to give you one more chance to make me happy," and asked for the general manager. After much arguing between him and my manager, we ended up giving him our nicest suite AND free parking since we had "Given him trouble". He got all this for a way cheaper rate, like $40 per night! Oh, but he outdid himself.
Get this: He informed us shortly after the ordeal, while on his way out to dinner, that he was not even going to be in the room for the majority of his stay, as he was visiting friends and would be staying at their home. What the heck! So I made it my personal mission to make his life a living nightmare from that point on.
I reset his room keys every time I saw him leave the hotel—which was quite frequently, 3-4 times a day. It was particularly funny when he came back tired from a night out and had to come all the way down to the front desk to get his keys fixed. Needless to say, he was very frustrated by the end of his stay. I doubt he'll be staying with us again.
