21 Cuckoo Crazy ‘House Rules’ People Were Forced To Follow
Everyone has bad roommates at one point in their lives. If nothing else, we’ve all had an unpleasant experience at a friend or family member’s house due to overly strict house policies. Sadly, these people hit the lottery jackpot for having the worst house hosts ever due to dictator-like rules. For more proof, look no further than the stories told about these monsters…
Growing up, myself (and often with other friends) would do sleepovers at a buddy’s house. He was a bedwetter and wore diapers to bed, but we were cool with it… Never any teasing or anything.His mother would demand that we ALL wear diapers to bed when sleeping over, which was odd, but it made our buddy even more uncomfortable about his situation. Poor dude would apologize constantly about the fact that we had to use them too.
– bostonwhaler
My friend David was a tough guy… which was all the more cool that he chose to hang out with a scrawny nerd like me. We went back to his house, once (and only once)… which was literally 4 houses down the street from me. It was a small, normal house, with a small comfortable living room.
When I plopped into the big easy chair, David went white as a ghost.
“That’s my dad’s chair.” (pause)
“No one’s allowed to sit there.” (pause)
“Ever.”
“If he sees you in his chair, he’ll bring the belt.”Well, I was a small kid, but even I knew that some other person’s parent wasn’t going to be allowed to beat the sh-t out of ME with his belt. So I said, nonchalantly, “So what? He can’t hit me.”
My tough guy friend (and, truth be told, a bit of a bully to other kids) just got paler and paler.
Then he said (very quietly)
“He might not wallop you. But he’ll wallop me instead.”
I hopped off that chair like a shot.
And learned a sh-tload that day.
– DerProfessor
My cousins always had weird rules about which cups were acceptable to use for which beverages at their house. I can’t tell you how many times I would go to get a cup of water just to have one of them appear out of thin air beside me and scream “THAT’S A SMOOTHIE CUP, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” or go to pour myself a cup of milk only to be berated for using a juice cup. I’ve brought it up to my siblings and apparently it always made them really uncomfortable too, and it’s given us all some degree of anxiety about using the kitchen at other people’s houses.TheLastSpoon
Stayed with a neighbor during a family emergency — estranged grandparent was deathly ill far away and parents had to make some “oh crap” arrangements for child care. Neighbor had 5 kids. The dad had a “one tub of water for the family” rule. This was in a bathtub with a shower, and when a normal water bill for a large family would be under $40 a month, so I still don’t get why.Dad would bathe, then Mom, then oldest to youngest. Guests last. The water was cold, dark with muck and had a greasy film of skin cells on it by my turn. I was 6 or 7 and tried to refuse but they shouted at me and I gave in. I gagged the whole time.
– not_very_tasty
My friend’s mom was convinced that vomit corroded the pipes and could cause them to burst, so we had to go puke outside if we were sick.– SheZowRaisedByWolves
One of my friend’s mother had some borderline obsessive rules. No walking on the carpets. You must remain on the strips of clear plastic carpet protectors instead, which were arranged to create walkways round the house. Guests must wear slippers, there were spares if you didn’t bring your own. The leather sofas must remain completely covered in sheets to protect them. Even the dog was expected to follow these carpet protector paths and was constantly being told off for stepping off them.I understand wanting to keep your carpets and furniture nice but this was crazy. You couldn’t even see them under all this ugly protective stuff. Plus, I nearly fell down the stairs wearing oversized slippers and tripping on this protective plastic mat that was draped down the staircase. I was also constantly getting in trouble for not following the correct route around the room and instead walking straight to where I wanted to be. She would literally check for footprints on the carpet.
– sparky662
Neighbor’s house for breakfast. They put powdered sugar and syrup on the table for waffles. I thought, OH YEAH I only get syrup at my house and douse the waffles with powdered sugar.
I pick up the syrup.“We only use one or the other at this house,” The mom says.
I ate dry and tasteless powder sugar covered waffles that day.
– SuspiciousMystic
I had a friend growing up who wasn’t allowed to plug anything in, so basically anyone under 16 wasn’t allowed to touch plugs at her house. I think we were 10 and I was definitely allowed to plug and unplug things at my own home, so this was really baffling to me.– backstgartist
I had a friend whose parents would lock her in her room at night. As in, the lock was on the outside of the door and once she was in for the night the door was locked and there was no leaving, even for the bathroom.Some clarity:
I think I was like 8, so I don’t know [what] was involved.
This was the ’80s so it wasn’t as frowned upon. Plus, as many of you say, sometimes there’s a reason for it. I didn’t know these kids very well at all and didn’t get to know them beyond this weird thing with the doors.
All I remember was that the door was locked at night once they were in for bed. I remember asking about the bathroom and I feel like she was just like, we go before bed. I always woke up in the middle of the night to go so it stuck with me.
She obviously saw nothing weird about it.
– Jubjub0527
I’m a medic, so we go into people’s homes every day. We had a cardiac arrest, so we were working a man, and the wife was having a fit about the mess we were making.Yes, there was some garbage from the pads, needles, meds, but we put all of it into our jump bag.
She was screaming at us about it. I told her that her husband was very sick and we were doing everything we could to help. She said she didn’t care if he died as long as we didn’t make a mess.
– pokemon-g-ngb-ng
Had a friend that had to go to bed at 7pm every night, because that was the bedtime for his younger siblings. He was 14. His mom would flip out if he tried to stay awake any longer.– shadow023
My friend’s mom was a huge germaphobe. So she kept bottles of hand sanitizer and a stack of napkins by the door, and you had to use them before entering the house. If you didn’t, she’d close the door in your face.Also, she required anyone who wanted to pet her dog or cat to brush them before and after to help “diminish any harmful human toxins.
– ForgingHephaestus
I live with my grandmother and our house has 2 bathrooms. 1 bathroom is her bathroom exclusively and the other bathroom is everyone else’s bathroom. If you use her bathroom you’re shunned from seeing her or being in her home for life. My cousin and her 3 kids (her great-grandchildren) have been banned from seeing my grandmother ever again because we completely forgot to tell my cousin’s ex-husband about the bathroom rule. It’s not a loss, cousin and kids are better off without her.– gothiclg
My friend’s mom wouldn’t let you have a drink at the dinner table because she didn’t want you to fill up on water and not finish your food. It didn’t matter what it was or if you choked, no liquid until after dinner. She would also make you eat everything or she would save it for you to finish later or just wouldn’t let you leave the table until you were done.– LadyJane17
My dad had a strict rule: no music with words.
I’m still wondering how Beethoven’s Ninth ended.– laterdude
I babysat for a family that locked us in the house. I called my dad and he said if I felt trapped I could throw a chair through a window and he’d cover it no questions asked. Never babysat for them again.– designgoddess
They all shared a towel after showering. Like one towel for everyone, for one or two days. When I visited, I asked where the towels were so I could shower after the pool they looked at me like I had two heads. Explained the towel sharing situation, because “You’re clean when you dry off so it’s still clean!”– FurTheGigs
My grandparents had a very specific order that food should be eaten. We’re a big English family and tea would be served at 5pm or so, after lunch at 1pm. Plates and dishes would be placed on the dining room table all at once, but could only be consumed in the correct order. Sandwiches first, then sausage rolls/assorted savories, then sweet foods.It’s only so strange, because after my generation (16 of us), my grandmother now couldn’t give less of a sh-t, and all the rules are out of the window, especially for great-grandchildren and our spouses. We’re just pretty bitter that we would get such a telling off for eating a sausage roll before a sandwich, since now apparently you can have chocolate biscuits before 2pm. Anarchy.
– eddthered86
She wouldn’t actually let us into the house.She threw a housewarming party and we were all excited about attending, but instead she herded us all into her garage and locked us in there. There was a door in the garage that led into the kitchen that she would only unlock if someone wanted the bathroom. She would then escort the person to the toilet and stand outside the door until they were done, take them back to the garage and lock the door again. The garage was empty as well. Not even so much as a deck chair or box to sit on.
The guests did not stay long. I left in under an hour and the rest not long after. She was offended after she put so much “effort” into having us over.
– ohboythisisit
