36 Jaw-Dropping Home Surprises That Defy Explanation Revealed by Strangers
“This is my space, this is who I am and I have (or at least am trying to develop) a healthy sense of entitlement to be me.”
And if that means a jar of giant ticks on the counter, raccoons coming in through the doggie door, or a Thanksgiving turkey chilling in a sink full of dirty dishes, then so be it…
At a friends house when I was younger, went to use the restroom. Four women in the house… All of them were in the habit of leaving their bloody lady products lying messy side up in the lidless garbage can.
Growing up with a mum and two sisters, we all got through shark week as discreetly and invisibly as possible. I had never considered that other women didn’t worry as much about hiding bloody pads/ tampons from visitors.
Couple of things:
At one house, a microwave on top of a toilet. You couldn’t enter the kitchen due to the amount of hoarding, so if they were hungry they would plug the microwave in, place it on the toilet and microwave some food.
At another house – lots and lots of empty boxes. Stacked in every corner of the house, in case they ever had to return items. I can somewhat understand that mentality but when you’ve used that item for years, return policies don’t apply anymore.
This one old lady I took care of had all of her dead pets as taxidermy statues in her living room
also had all her late husbands teeth in a cup on her coffee table.
Growing up, I was at my friend Cori’s house all the time. Every Friday, her family would order pizza. They would leave the leftovers on the counter, in the box, all weekend and would just snack from the box. No refrigeration. Seemed strange then, and now.
Watched my friends mother pour the babies potty into the kitchen sink over the dishes that were in there before asking me if I’d like a drink. ‘No way!’ Was my only possible response.
Just a pile of trash in the corner of the kitchen. It’s like there was an imaginary trash can that everyone in their family pretended was there. I felt bad throwing anything away.
My grandmother reuses her floss. Flosses, rinses it off, hangs it up to dry, repeats for 2 weeks. Seeing her hanging floss scarred me as a child.
They had a room that was off limits to touch. It was made up like a living room but you weren’t allowed in there.
I had a friend in middle/high school who lived in a country house that smelled like puppy s**t. One time I stopped over, and there was legit blood spatter on their kitchen walls. No one seemed concerned or eager to clean it up. When I asked about it my friend’s mom just said “Nip (friend’s dad) got shot.”
Never went back.
Went over to this kid’s house down the street from me when I was young. We ended up watching the cartoon, “The Proud Family” on Disney Channel.
His mom comes in and tells us she doesn’t want us watching it because there were too many black people in it. He was just like, “Oh yeah I forgot.” o_o.
I had an aunt who was so terrified of nudity she made her whole family change clothes alone in a locked bathroom, even uncle. She also made everyone sleep fully clothed in underpants, old fashion full coverage pajamas, and a house coat. She said no one in her family was going to have to be outside where people could see their night clothes if the house burned down. When she found out I was sleeping in my underwear I got a twenty minute lecture on acting like a w***e. This was in 1982.
My friend said he was going to go to the toilet to do a s**t.
The toilet is near the room we were in so I could see the door.
Dad walks in to his son having a s**t.
They proceed to have a chat.
Both of them walk out together.
At one point, butter that was stored outside of the refrigerator.
I’ve since learned that this is perfectly OK, but growing up in a family that strictly kept the butter in the fridge had me believing there was no other way. Now I know.
Little baby angels. Everywhere. I knew that if I looked away I would be stuck in another dimension.
I was spending the night a friend’s house and we had soup for dinner, and me, being sane, took a spoon for eating soup, and he asked why I had a spoon for soup. He had a fork.
Placenta from all the home births (7 kid family) in the freezer. In the spring, they plant it as fertilizer in their veggie garden.
Giant standing stuffed bear in the bathroom. Pretty funny, but the first time I saw it I screamed.
I visited Family and they showed me arround, apparently my Niece does her makeup sitting on the floor with a mirror hanging low on the wall… she wipes the mascara brush clean on the carpet, there are black streaks everywhere on the carpet arround the area she sits when doing this. Blew my mind.
I once dated a guy… until I found out he had a tattoo on his back of *his* face and his *dead cat*’s face morphing together. He got the artist to mix some of his late cat’s ashes into the ink so they’d “always be together,” and kept the left-over ashes in a trinket box on his night stand.
A pet rabbit that just roamed around the backyard. It also would get in the pool with us and swim. Pretty badass.
Several stuffed pillows shaped and colored like life-sized naked women in the family room. This was in a house I only visited when I was in 1st and 2nd grade, and the pillows were visible through windows to the street.
At my friends house they all use the toilet with the door wide open, even while taking a shower. I always close & lock the door when I’m using their bathroom because I’m not at all used to that. and she has 3 brothers so I definitely don’t want them seeing me on the toilet.
I couple I knew moved into a place where a real pack rat (hoarder) had been living. They got the place cheap but they had to clean up on their own. They were pretty big stoners so they only cleaned up as much as was completely necessary. In the backyard there was a huge pallet of boxes marked “Wendy’s Bacon.” I was a little incredulous so I opened one of the boxes with a stick and it actually was full of these sweaty pouches of ancient grey bacon. There must have been two hundred pounds of rotten bacon. I’m still so curious about where the bacon came from, was it a bacon heist?














