In one student house …
I lived with a Greek guy who’s mother had always done everything for him. I came out of my room to thick smoke and asked him what was going on. He was trying to cook rice on the hob.. But was unaware that water was required. I then gave him a frozen pizza to cook as he had nothing else left , I came out of my room a bit later to a funny smell and a confused Kristos with pizza on melted polystyrene base :-/
.. Then there was Josh who was convinced that his room had fleas and covered literally every surface of his room in flea powder … He then wondered why he itched a lot (coincidentally he did a lot of drugs).
The same guy was then asked to wash up as it was his turn. Admittedly there was a mountain of washing up to do but none of us expected to come back to an immaculate kitchen … But with 3 bin bags of dirty cutlery/crockery dumped on the swing bin. He’d binned literally every utensil, plate , knife and fork :-/