Ok my housemate is a boy and I've never met anyone with such low standards of hygiene in my life. Like don't get me wrong I'm really messy, sometimes you can't see the floor in my room but it's all clothes, shoes and magazines.
He just leaves unhygienic stuff around. For instance last night he cooked a chicken and left the carcass out on the side overnight (Despite our other housemate being a veggie and easily offended). He then just put the chicken carcass in the bin not even wrapped in a bag and when I pointed out our bins get ripped open he said 'oh well the rats will have a treat'. I personally think the idea of us having rats are repulsive but he doesn't care.
Also he leaves meat juice (raw meat blood, cooked chicken fat thats congealed) on the side on MY chopping board. I'm happy to share it with everyone but I would like it to be clean for me to use when I want and I don't like touching meat jelly and stuff so don't want to clear it up after him. When I ask him to clean it off he doesn't even use a cleaner on it and when I point out about bacteria he says 'I'm anal and I can't live in a perfect clean world'. His cheese toasty maker which was on the side had mould growing on it and when I asked him to clean it up because it was on the side he said it was his and he'd do what he wants with it.
He doesn't buy washing powder and I refused to let him use mine (because he does 4 times more loads then me) so he used all the fabric softener I had at the back of the cupboard for washing my clothes and then said he couldn't afford to replace it. He does the same with foil, washing up liquid, bin liners, everything. He'll use our decent products and then replace them with value washing powder (which I can't use because it irritates my skin) and bin liners that split. I told him that if he couldn't replace it with similar products he should buy his own and use it.
He just has no clue about cleaning and never bothers. Like I asked him to move the rubbish bags he'd piled at the back door steps because they were a fire hazard and I didn't want to climb through trash to get in to the house and he didn't do it. Then when I told him to he just laughed at me and said I was being 'ridiculous'. He refuses to put in for a bin to put the bags in then expects us to clamber through the rubbish strewn everywhere.
He thinks that as long as they aren't lumps on the thing you want to use it doesn't matter if there is a layer of grease that has been fermenting for days. I had to teach him how to wash a plate because it had tiny bits of food on it all over and he honestly didn't think it was dirty. I feel sick thinking of all the bacteria breeding on everything I touch and then on my hands. I'm not OCD in fact I'm quite a messy person but I get freaked out by actual rotting food dirt and it makes me feel hysterical and like I need to wash my hands all the time. His friends are just as bad coming round and leaving fruit on the side and the chopping boards and floor. One of them stained our chopping board with fruit juice and left it poured all over the floor and split sugar on our steps to the front of our house. Then just left it.
There is piss on our bathroom floor as well and as we don't pee standing up it has to be him but when we mentioned it he goes oh it's fine it doesn't smell. He never cleans the toilets even if there are skid marks on them and that falls to me if my parent's are coming and I don't want them to think we live like slobs. I feel like at any minute a roach, maggot or rat might appear in our house or garden and freaks me out.
I just can't believe his parents didn't teach him to clean. I've been to his house and it's lovely but he is actually clueless and when you try and explain how to do it to common standards (use dettol, hot water, etc) he just laughs at you and says why doesn't he just give you some money and you can do it if you care that much. Like I'm a paid servant or something. He's a really good friend and I don't want to fall out with him but how do I make him see this filth is repulsive and teach him to clear it up before one of us gets ill or we get rats? Has anyone else had a housemate like this? How did you deal with it? Am I anal for wanting not to have food remains left to mould in our kitchen?