I have to preface this post with my schedule. I am rarely at this house. I leave early in the morning, usually before sunrise, and come home late at night, usually after sunset. Most weekends I am somewhere else. So I don't use anything in the house. I never use any dishes or even create any trash. Most of my meals are eaten at work or on the way home or over a friends house. The mess that gets generated in this house is 100% the Hurricane's. I contribute nothing to this disaster.
This is the kitchen trash. Not only will he overfill it, he will get out a new trash bag and instead of replacing the full one, just lay it next to the wall and start filling that one up too. With what I don't know, cuz most of his trash is still laying all over the house.
Just when you think it can't get worse than this, that is when you realize its just the eye of the hurricane and you got another wave of destruction coming your way. See below pic.
What is this? It's the inside of our front door. What happened? No fucking clue. How someone would carry full trash bags, out of the kitchen to the front door and just leave them there I couldn't tell you. The trash cans for the house are maybe another 15 steps outside. About nine seconds round trip. But nope. Hurricane leaves the trash here. This is a new trick for him. This was just the left side of the doorway. The right side had a couple of small bags also.
They stayed here about 10 days. Yes really, he left fucking trash bags, on carpet, inside, for a week and a half before they finally were gone. And even this giant feat was only accomplished because our neighbor gave him a bunch of shit over the weekend for being a dirty bastard. I was again out of town. Finally when I came home Monday night, while the house still trashed, at least the bags of trash were no longer on the ground.
And just to give you an idea what the aftermath of a hurricane coming through looks like, this is the kitchen counter/bar area. It is always covered in shit, today is no exception.
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