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What's the rudest thing a guest has done in your home?

What's the rudest thing a guest has done in your home? My college roommate's boyfriend Jake came to visit for a weekend and completely disrespected everything about our apartment. From the moment he walked in, he was making comments about how small our place was and how "ghetto" our neighborhood looked. But the real problem started when he decided to rearrange our furniture without asking. He moved our couch, coffee table, and TV stand because he said our setup was "all wrong" and he wanted a better gaming experience. When I told him to put it back, he laughed and said I had no taste in interior design and that he was doing us a favor. Then he ate all our food. Not just snacks - he went through our entire fridge and pantry like it was his personal buffet. He made himself a huge breakfast using the last of our eggs, bacon, and bread, then complained there wasn't any orange juice. When my roommate mentioned we were supposed to share groceries, he said we should have bought more if we wanted to eat too. The breaking point came when I found him going through my desk drawers in my bedroom. He said he was looking for a phone charger but had clearly been snooping through my personal stuff. My journal was open on my bed and some of my important documents were scattered around. When I confronted him about it, he just shrugged and said, "Relax, I wasn't stealing anything. You're being way too uptight about everything." My roommate Sarah just sat there quietly, not defending me or telling her boyfriend to stop. She seemed embarrassed but wouldn't stand up to him. That night, while Jake was showering, I decided to teach him a lesson about boundaries. I went to his overnight bag and carefully removed all his clothes except for one outfit - a bright pink "I Love My Girlfriend" t-shirt my roommate had bought him as a joke and some shorts that were two sizes too small. I hid the rest of his clothes in my car trunk along with his wallet, which I'd seen him leave on the kitchen counter. The next morning, Jake came out of the bedroom looking for his stuff and couldn't find anything except that ridiculous pink shirt and the tiny shorts. "Where are my clothes?" he demanded, getting increasingly panicked. "Oh, I rearranged them," I said innocently. "I thought your packing system was all wrong, so I improved it. You know how it is - I'm just doing you a favor." He was furious but had no choice except to wear the outfit to travel home on the Greyhound bus. The shirt was skin-tight and said "I Love My Girlfriend" in glittery letters, and the shorts were so small they looked like something from the 1970s. When he asked about his wallet, I told him I'd "reorganized" that too and he could pick it up from the campus lost and found in a few days. The best part was watching him try to explain to other passengers on the bus why he was dressed like that. Several people took photos, and one of them ended up going viral on social media with the caption "When your girlfriend's roommate doesn't like you." Jake called Sarah from the bus station, furious and demanding she get his stuff back. She finally saw how he'd been treating me and told him to figure it out himself. When he got back to his own college three hours away, he had to borrow money from friends just to buy new clothes. Sarah was mortified when she realized what happened, but I told her exactly what Jake had done while she was in class. She broke up with him two weeks later when she found out he'd been going through my personal belongings and disrespecting our home. Sometimes people need to learn that disrespecting someone's space and privacy has consequences, especially when they think there won't be any.