» Fri May 23, 2014 10:39 pm
I can only think of two examples of truly disgusting things for other peoples living habits.
1. When I was about 13 years old I was over at my Uncle and Aunts house. Down below them was this considerably older house that my cousin and her husband lived in with their 3 kids. I went down to visit them(this was back when I was still on speaking terms with the majority of my family), and when I walked in, there was dog [censored] ALL OVER THE PLACE. I don't mean just a few piles here and there in one section of the house, I'm talking about piles of dog-[censored] every other step. They had 5-6 big dogs(like...german shepherds? Or something along those lines), and they just let them [censored] anywhere they wanted. They didn't even seem to notice that there was [censored] all over the place, they just stepped over/around the piles and went about their business. It stunk so horribly it wasn't even funny. Needless to say, I stayed all of 2 minutes before I hightailed it out of there.
2. My best friends cousins. They live so badly, that it doesn't matter where they live, they end up with massive roach problems. They don't do dishes but once every 2 or 3 weeks, they'll leave bowls/plates of food all over the place, just letting it get rotten. I visited them regularly(despite the roach issue, they were nice people and I had a lot in common with them outside of the dirtiness), and I always had to be constantly aware of the roaches so they wouldn't crawl on me, and even then I always shook my clothes out after I left and before I got in my car, because often I'd miss a few that got in the folds of my clothes. To illustrate how bad the roach problem was, I once borrowed a couple of video games from them. When I brought them home and opened one of them up, a hoard of roaches fell out of the case, which prompted me and my wife to start screaming and stomping on them as fast as we could to prevent them from getting away. I then took the other 2 cases outside and opened them up over a box, and the same thing happened. I then doused said box in bug spray to kill all of them.
Thankfully, me and my wife(my wife more then me, she's rather obsessive with it) are extremely clean people. Vacuum every day, do dishes every day, keep everything wiped down, bathroom gets fully cleaned at least once a week. No major infestation really has any sort of chance of happening inside our house, with the exception of stink-bugs, since those bastards can find ANY single crack and exploit it to get inside ><