Sometimes, going to a person's house can be a real roll of the dice. Even the most unassuming home can hide a couple things that would really creep a person out. Have you ever been to a friend's house for a party and accidentally walked into the wrong room? Maybe you stayed at a friend's place when you were younger and noticed some of the weird things their parents collected.
These Redditors took to the internet to describe the weirdest things they've found in other people's homes.
From Redditor /u/ little_shop_of_hoors :
When I was 12, my friend asked me over for a sleepover. He lived in a pretty big house in a nice neighborhood, and the family was upper middle class.
Anyway, here’s the weird part. They refused to feed me. The dad told me to stay upstairs while they had dinner. I was 12, so of course I didn’t know what to think. He tried to be normal about it, [saying], “We’re gonna have dinner, stay up here and I’ll bring you something to drink. What do you want? We have coke, lemonade, (etc).” So I stayed upstairs and drank Coke and played Nintendo. My friend didn’t bat an eyelash. Apparently this was a normal thing. Later when I told him I was hungry, he acted like I was bothering him. He ended up sneaking into the kitchen and [taking] a can of tuna fish and just handed it to me with no can opener. When I asked if he could open it he said “I don’t know where the can opener is.” Ended up using a butter knife.
Next weird part: it was the middle of winter and they didn’t use heat. At all. So it was obviously freezing cold in the house. I was sleeping on the floor and all I had was a blanket. I remember telling him I couldn’t go to sleep because I was so cold. He ended up waking up his dad who came in with a pile of blankets and dropped them on the floor next to me and walked back out. I wrapped up in them the best I could, but it was still unbelievably cold.
The next morning, they had breakfast and I was downstairs with them, but there was nowhere for a guest to sit at the table. There were four of them and they were having a sit-down family breakfast while I just awkwardly paced around the living room. I would occasionally make eye contact with my friend and and motioned for him to bring me some food but he ignored me. I didn’t want to say anything out loud because I thought it was against their “rules” or whatever.
The next weird thing: they wouldn’t let me use their phone. I asked the dad if I could use the phone to call my mom to come get me. He picked up the phone and asked me the number. He dialed it and spoke to my mom himself and told her I was ready to be picked up.
I was only 12, but I knew I didn’t want to be that kid’s friend anymore. So I stopped talking to him after that. I remember the car ride home my mom stopped and got me McDonald’s, and I ate so fast. She was not happy about them not feeding me, but we just forgot about it and moved on.
To this day I still don’t know what that sh*t was all about. They were a very religious family, but they were Christian, and I usually had the opposite of that experience at other Christian friend’s houses.
I also thought maybe it had something to do with the fact that they had money and my family was poor and we lived in a “bad” part of town. Maybe they didn’t want my broke germs on their silverware?
From Redditor /u/C0mput3r_V1ru5:
When I was 12, I had a friend that owned several hamsters. Always like 6+ at a time. The house smelled horrible. Anyway, I spent the night one night and got up to get water at around midnight. I opened the freezer to get ice and it was FILLED with hamster carcasses. Like almost two dozen. I practically threw up. I never brought it up and never spent the night again. She moved away a couple months later.
From Redditor /u/ecofreakey:
A decorative bowl on the table next to the couch absolutely FILLED with fingernail and toenail clippings.
From Redditor /u/carlsine:
A few years back, my friend would often house-sit for this family at her church. She always asked me to stay with her there because [she] didn't like the house, as [it] had 350-some clowns in it. We always slept in the living room because all of the bedrooms had giant clown figurines. It was awful.