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“What Is The Weirdest Rule You Had To Follow While A Guest At Someone’s House?” (40 Answers)
Visiting a friend as a child could be a mixed bag, on the one hand, you get to hang out with your pals, on the other hand, you might have to deal with their strange family. Sure, as a kid, many things seem strange the first time you encounter them, but some might be so unusual that you still remember them into adulthood.
One internet user wanted to hear others’ stories about unusual or downright weird house rules they encountered when visiting someone. So get comfortable, hopefully in the safety of your own home, and be sure to upvote your favorites and share any other unusual rules you may have encountered out there.
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I always thought my family were the weird ones when I was a kid. In our house, it was always the land of "do as you please". We did our own dishes, laundry, cleaning, maintenance, sewing, medical care, etc. My parents were busy farming or going to grad school so they didn't have time for parenting.
Everyone else's house had bizarre strict rules. No mixing ketchup and mustard! Two feet on the ground at all times! No humming! Plates must be rinsed with tepid water only, hot or cold will kill baby Jesus! Bed making rules that were military. Monitored usage of soap (too little or too much was punished).
These are amalgams of a variety of friends parents. Who the hell has time to be so concerned about such minor things? I've got two kids 11 and 10. As far as I'm concerned, if they're not dead by bedtime, I'm doing pretty good. Just because I like dishes to be put away in a certain manner, isn't a reason to send a kid to bed without supper at 4 O'Clock. My hangups shouldn't be forced upon them.
I went round my new friends house for dinner one night and then the plan was to go and see Return of the King at the cinema.
Ate food, chatting to him and his family, everything was normal.
Then the time came to go to the cinema.
And his family said to me “would you mind taking Gandalf?”
“..... uhh what?”
Turns out they had a 6 foot cardboard cut out of Gandalf upstairs and they had taken him to the first two LOTR movies and it had become a tradition. So I go upstairs, find the massive cardboard cutout, struggle to drag him down the stairs, at this point the family are in the car waiting for me. I mutter to myself thinking how the hell is this gonna fit in the car. I drag Gandalf to the car and open the door and they’re all laughing their asses off at me.
There was no tradition. They were just teasing me.
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They had a Cuckoo clock they called the "Prayer clock". The clock had the 12 disciples for the numbers on dial, I never knew what came out of the clock on the hour (probably Jesus). But every single hour that clock would go off. My friends mother would round up all the kids and make us write thank you prayers and place them in the "Prayer jar". We had to write down thank you notes to Jesus for everything we did in the last hour, then place them in the jar. If we were playing with LEGOS, and had a snack I would have to write down "Thank you Jesus, for letting me play LEGOS and eating string cheese". His mom would read them and usually would have us edit them, with changes like "you had apple juice too, you don't think Jesus would be sad if you didn't thank him for the apple juice as well?"
Yeah that was the weirdest rule at a guests house ever for me.
Most of the rules here fall into the category of absurd pretty easily. But there are always certain cultural elements that can inform the origins of one rule or another. A classic example would be the unspoken but very important rule to take off one’s shoes when entering a home in Japan. Culturally, they place importance on the division of outside and inside, so the guest shows respect by, well, respecting this border.
This is why, upon entrance, many Japanese homes have a tatami mat for where you should place your shoes. This area is often referred to as a genkan. If you are very worried about offending your Japanese host, be on the lookout for a shoe rack or other storage options. As a rule of thumb, the location will be very close to the entrance. While this rule doesn’t seem that absurd, after all, in much of the world people remove their shoes, it does demonstrate how such a simple concept can become important in the right context.
No beverages with or before dinner. Everyone had to have cleared their plates before any beverage was served.
Salty dry food served with no water is bloody torture when you are a kid.
Not weirdest, but scariest; do NOT speak to the man of the house. Ever. If you did, the man would ignore you. The family would pay the price afterwards.
When I was about 10, I ate dinner at a friend's house. She gulped her milk at the table. As a punishment, she had to finish her dinner in the bath tub. I was left alone at the dinner table with her parents scared to take a sip of my drink. So the rule was, no gulping milk. She had a ton of horrible rules. I didn't go over there often.
Some rules and etiquette come from older cultural traditions and have simply lasted into the 21st century. In Afghanistan, if you drop your bread, it should be picked up, kissed, pressed to the forehead, and only then placed back on the table. It’s probably not a good idea to throw it away. Of course, in Afghanistan, as well as other countries, eating on the floor is very common, so make sure your feet, god forbid, do not touch the food.
Having to have a bath in the tepid soiled bath water of my cousins. Auntie ran ONE bath and the four kids all used it from oldest to youngest, then ME. Always flatly refused the offer of a bath after that, I collected more gack from that bath than I washed off.
I went to one of my friends house for dinner in elementary school. They were serving spaghetti and everyone had to take of their shirt. To include the Mom and teenage daughter. It was pretty awkward. The Dad and us boys were bare chested and the Mom and teenage daughter were in their bras.
When I was a teenager, I had a boyfriend whose family didn’t allow you to speak to their dog. If you did, they’d lock him in a tiny cage in the kitchen and put a sheet over it because he’d “get too excited.” All he did was sit next to you looking for a pat on the head.
Some people shared their host's deep-seated hatred of farts. While they might be unpleasant, we all have stomachs, so it’s just a part of life. Very similarly, the burp should generally be suppressed when you are around other people, despite it being just as natural of a process. Unless you are in mainland China, where one should do it to let the hosts know you enjoyed the food. It is important to note that this is less common in Hong Kong, so always be aware of the variations in rules.
I had a friend in high school whose parents had an all-white living room that they kept immaculately clean. They even kept plastic covers over the couch and chairs as if it were 1960. Anyway, their stairs were literally two steps from the entry hall but those two steps were through the living room which *nobody* was allowed to walk in except my friend's parents and their adult guests. So to get upstairs to her room we had to circle through her entire house to come around to the stairs from the other side. Her stepdad was a violent man so they were all too afraid to dare challenge the rule.
It wasn't terribly inconvenient but it was weird, especially when her mom was watching TV and we had to walk past her and that meant we had to stop for an awkward chat. Really that was the worst of it.
I get the off limits area (it’s nice to have at least 1 area that can stay clean and relaxing), I even get the engineering it so friend would have to chat with mom (it’s a way to keep in touch with your kids friends. Definitely a must, even if it feels awkward). However, the potential for violent punishment is the real concern here
I stayed the night at a friends house once and her parents had a rule that you could only have three meals a day; breakfast, lunch dinner. They did not allow their kids, or others staying at their house, to have any snacks. I was 8 or 9 at the time and I remember it was around 3 or 4 pm and dinner wasn't going to be till 6 or 7 pm so I asked my friend if we could have a snack and her mom freaked out and started lecturing me how snacks are horrible and never allowed and that I'd have to wait till dinner. Super weird rule. I never went there again.
Well, when I was a kid, (in a normal, non-abusive family), no one ate outside the meals. We had breakfast, lunch, dinner(or supper, whatever you call it) and that was that. Kids had a mid-afternoon snack around 4, because in France the evening meal is not before 7, often later, but we weren't allowed to take food outside those times.
My aunt had decorative hand towels in the bathroom arranged in a way to make make Martha Stewart jealous. After washing my hands I tried to use them and got stabbed by pins. She booby trapped them so nobody would ever attempt to use them twice and mess up her towels. I have no idea how they dried their hands.
And demonstrating a healthy understanding of the body's natural processes, the Yanomami tribe of South America farts as a greeting. Similarly, the Canadian Inuits will fart to demonstrate their satisfaction with a delicious meal. This raises a comical, hypothetical situation where a guest is flustered by their inability to fart on the spot. But, it goes without saying, easier out than in.
No farting, she thought it was a disgusting act.
I remember once I snuck a fart whilst at his home, his mum asked who had done it, I categorically denied it and she marched him to the toilet and told him not to come out until he had s**t... I still feel guilty about that.
We were maybe 7 or 8 and not allowed to talk about the Disney show “That’s so Raven” because “psychics are on the same side as the devil”. We still watched it because my friend had leukemia and we only had access to so many box sets of 7th heaven. That’s so Raven was our favorite “guilty pleasure” until we discovered VH1 and “Flavor of Love” and other devilish shows. We got reeeeeally good at changing channels before her mom came in.
Did you have ESP to know she was coming? Or did her Halo's glow tip you off?
For some reason my one friend’s dog is absolutely traumatized by the iPhone text message ding sound. The dog will run upstairs, hide, and tremble and shake with fear for almost a half hour if someone gets a text. So we all have to put our phones on silent or change the tone sound. Makes me sad how afraid that dog is.
All these examples go to demonstrate that people have rules all over the world. Who can actually say what is unusual or even strange? Better to share the variants so we know what to avoid in certain households and what households to avoid entirely. After all, when in Rome goes the old adage for a good reason, when one is in someone else's house, it’s best to comply with their rules, one way or another.
I know a lot of families do this but I find it really weird. Not being able to leave until you've eaten everything, and having to eat things you don't like.
I remember my uncle trying yo force me to eat salad, and saying I had to eat it all or couldn't leave the table. He threatened to tell my mom. I refused go eat it (No thanks) and my mom was super pissed off. At him. Because if you don't like something you shouldn't be forced to eat it, and if you're full you shouldn't be forced to eat more.
Stoner friend I met in my neighborhood and used to buy weed from had a couple parakeets, a grow room full of plants, and absolutely zero sense of personal hygiene. First time I came over to pick up weed, he tells me to take off my shoes.
Ok, sure. Socks it is...
I walk in and the entire living room carpet is absolutely covered in a layer of bird seed and bird s**t, parakeets just flying all around the place, screeching. I really needed that weed, so I just pretended like nothing was wrong... After that, I insisted we meet elsewhere.
Not an unusual rule in any other context, but maybe let your guests wear shoes if your entire apartment is a dank, bird s**t encrusted hell hole, mmkay?
That is odd. Every person's home that turned out to be a complete biohazard warzone I was told beforehand to keep my shoes on. So whenever someone tells me to not take off my shoes, I prepare myself to make it a very short visit or take a raincheck.
We had to go to bed at 6:45 on a Friday :(. It was still light outside and we could see kids playing at the park across the street. Never spent the night again.
Also she killed my sea monkeys and set my pet turtle free in the forest. So f**k that b***h.
When we'd go to play cards at the neighbor's, we had to leave our Verizon cellphones outside the house, cuz she got headaches, coughing fits from the emanations(?). Yet, her and her spouse would whip out their Iphones to look up stuff on the internet, take calls, etc. right in front of us, as we played. Apparently Iphones and AT&T emanations are ok, but not Verizon's. Damn Verizon, I knew they were up to something!
I was in junior high school and our history teacher assigned a project that had to be done in groups and I was assigned to be with a girl who always came off as a little odd. We start talking about the project and she asks me about coming to her house one day to work on it. I tell her that's cool with me and she says, "Before you come over though, you need to know there are rules at my house."
Some of the rules were...NOBODY was allowed to wear black of any kind...her parents required you to show them your ID when you came in...you had to pray with them upon arriving and leaving...and we had to work in the living room so her mother could watch us.
We just ended up doing the work in the library.
good news im banned from that house as i pretty much only wear black
While sleeping over at one friend's house we HAD to sleep in the living room. When I woke up her whole family was fully dressed and sitting on the sofa, just sitting there, no TV on, basically waiting for us to wake up. It was the weirdest thing and I never slept over ever again. I did not like having her old dad's face watching me when I woke up.
My friend keeps separate cups in his house for anyone he suspects eats a*s
I have my own cup
My best friend's mom had a rule that we were not allowed to talk about Fantasy writing. Because she was worried that my friend would become interested in the occult and 'fall away'. Which happened anyways because by neurotically forbidding the thing Sandra became interested in that thing.
Pokemon then: evil demons. Pokemon now: covering my bed in plush and blanket form. Non-Pocket-Monsters then: evil demons. Monsters now: kinda hot.
We had to pray the Rosary at 3:00, no matter what...anyone who is Catholic can tell you how much time that takes up. Bonus points if you had to do it and aren't even Catholic..
If you get really good at it about 15 minutes. Just say all the prayers as fast as you can. Of course, "good" Catholics take their time.
My Aunt has a rule that we could only take baths, no showers, and no more than two inches of water in the tub. My cousin and I had to bathe together until finally my parents intervened when I was 10 and offered to give them $ so I could enjoy my two inches of water alone. I get being frugal, but geez! I hated staying there.
If your were my kid, you would not be going there let alone giving the $ for you to bathe properly
Couldn't sleep in the same bed as my SO while we were guests at my cousins place for the weekend because her and I were not married.
SO and I were both 34 and had been living together for about 4 years.
My ex's parent's were the same way, despite that we already had a kid.
My grandpa has never let anyone say the words “butt” or “bum” or even “tuchus” in his home. They were too crass for his delicate ears. If you absolutely had to refer to the bubbly region on the bottom of your back, you had to call it your “seater” or face the consequences. It made my 6 year old self giggle like an idiot when I overheard my mom talking about cedar wood.
Sort of the opposite, actually.
When I was younger, my aunt came over to my house for Christmas dinner with her two children. After we finished eating and opening gifts, she announced to her children, myself, and my sister that we all had to be in bed by 7 and would wake up at 6 at the latest before going to church as a group.
Now, mind you, this was in my house. I had my own schedule to follow, but just because she wanted her precious children to leave her and her wine headache alone, she started micromanaging us.
Also, she wouldn’t let us eat sugary cereal.
I went to a birthday party for Jesus at a friend’s house one Christmas, complete with a cake that said, “Happy Birthday, Jesus!” We watched very religious Christmas movies and went caroling in our pajamas. It was very fun, but I can only imagine what every other Christian holiday was like in their house.
I used to work as a nanny. The 4-year-old boy asked me if Santa Claus was real. I knew how his mother felt about this particular question so I explained to him about how as Christians Christmas is about Jesus birth and celebrating that. I explained that Santa Claus represented the feeling of Christmas that we carry in our hearts all year long. He looked up at me and said can we have a birthday party for Jesus? So that is what we did. We had a cake we played games and then we opened Christmas presents afterwards. It was a fun day and we had Christmas dinner that night. That was 12 years ago. Even though I am not still there nanny, they still talk about it now as a fond memory.
One friend's mother always immediately demanded to witness me calling my own mother, to say where I was. At age 8? Sensible. At age 17 when I worked full time? OTT.
This would be something my mom expected of me to do. Call her and let her know where I was. If there was any friend's house I went to she demanded to know the number, address and everyone's first and last names. If I didn't call or even if I did, she would still make a random call. If I wasn't there she would flip tf out. Likely call in a missing person's report. She did that until I moved out at 19.
Stayed over my best friends house at the time when I was maybe 8 years old? All spinach diet. The family was insanely healthy anyway but literally boiled spinach for breakfast, lunch and dinner. That didn't last longer than 2 weeks thank gosh.
Only spinach for 2 weeks?? I'm no dietitian, but that sounds pretty unhealthy, especially for a growing kid...
My grandparents have always had a cat. All well and good, cats are nice and I have nothing against them. The problem was that the cat that they had when me and my siblings were young was a rescue cat and super shy. Apparently the logical solution to this was that we had to spend chunks of time being as quiet as possible so as not to disturb it. We were even given homemade 'medals' one at least one occasion for being particularly quiet around the house. As a child, this was pretty torturous a lot of the time, but I never really realised how strange it was until later.
My grandparents are great in general, just a little weird about their cats.
I suppose it isn't too weird in and of itself but an old friend of mine invited me to her new apartment in order to cook dinner for me. When I showed up she told me that the rule was that whoever doesn't cook has to do the dishes and was that okay?
I said yes though I thought it was a little bit rude. The way I was raised was that as a guest, you must always offer to help with dishes or just jump in and help. But as a host you never *ever* ask. But oh well, my friend was probably raised with slightly different values.
Anyway, I start scrubbing after our meal and then my friend'a two roommates who had both made their own meals threw their dishes in the sink too. I gave the girl roommate a significant look and she responded "Oh, all Sam's guests do dishes in this house. It's our rule."
My friend also had to ask her two roommates for permission to invite friends over. She had to give at least a day's notice and they couldn't be there after ten o'clock.
I would never fathom asking guests to do my dishes, and neither would I do anyone else's dishes.
I was staying with a friend and his family for a while in their home. It was a 5 bedroom house and each bed room had a bathroom in it, great, right? Wrong. The only bathroom that was allowed to be used was the bathroom inside of the master bedroom (his mothers bedroom) and she would proceed to get angry and scream any time someone needed to use it. There were 7 people in the home at the time.
She also had benches around the house but they weren't allowed to be sat on. Bench: 1.
a long seat for several people, typically made of wood or stone.
I still hear that woman screaming like she's being Indian burned by 40 full grown men when I think about sitting on a bench.
HAD to have milk with dinner. I told them I didn't want any and they said you need to say "I don't care for any milk" .. They still gave me milk anyway with a bunch of ice cubes in it. They were not allowed to have water with dinner.. Like why?
When I was younger (8 or 9) I stayed the night at a church friend`s house overnight for the first time. The family was middle class and never had problems with money, but told me to save water and money they showered in pairs. I thought they were joking at first, but later that night I showered (incredibly close) to my good friend. Didn't question it just did what I was told. Not too weird, but I thought i would share.
This is back when I was in year 8 at school, so I would have been 12 going on 13 - I had a sleepover at a friends house and we wanted to go to the shops to buy some sweets, and the girls mum made me phone my mum to ask for permission to cross the road. My mum was as confused as I was.
Maybe it was a precautionary thing stemming from a bad experience, or the highway was known to be dangerous to cross. Who knows?
We couldn't talk about feces in their home. Everything else like sex, semen, whatever was fine, but poop is not.
At my friend's house as a kid about 8years old they had two toilets one upstairs one downstairs up stairs was for number 1s and downstairs for number 2s with no explanation why rather Strange rule if you ask me.
Not just at their house, but even if we went out to eat.
You were allowed only one glass of tea or Coke a day. If you drank said tea or Coke with your breakfast or lunch, you could only drink water the rest of the day.
If I went out to eat with them, his mom would always say, "four ice waters". His mom or stepdad paid for their meals; I had to pay for mine separately. I'd also order a sweet tea, which would often p**s my friend off. She'd insist I drink the water after the tea before we left.
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As a child, my family lived on a farm next to my cousin's farm. When my sister and I would go over there to play, we were never allowed in the house. Even if it was raining, we had to stay on the porch. It really made me feel quite less than to not ever be allowed in my own relatives' house.
That's mental abuse. I understand not wanting the house to get messy but to do this to your own family and to make them play in the porch when it's raining is not right. It would make me feel like I wasn't in there in family either
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I realise people have their little idiosyncrasies, but many of these rules sound to stem from mental health issues.
Oh more please. My friends' families were absurdly normal. Except for the Norwegian parents. I had to call first because the entire family wore no clothes around the house as a rule.
When I was a little girl we got new neighbors directly across the street. Their house always smelled so good like fresh Mexican food. Their daughter was my age and we played daily in each of our yards and road bikes. Once I was finally invited over for lunch and then asked to stay over for a movie night with her sister and brother. I used the bathroom and was asked is it was one or two. I said 1... and they were ok go for it. The whole bath tub was full of poop. I flushed the toilet like as if I had used it and walked out went home and never went back.
Most of these sound worryingly abusive, not quirky, and some of them sound dangerous. My step-kids have no contact with their bio-mom, and their maternal grandparents only see them once a year at most (we've tried to encourage them to develop a relationship, but the grandparents let the kids down so many times-not turning up for visits, cancelling plans at the last minute, not bothering with Xmas or birthdays etc). Out of the blue, they asked the kids to stay for the weekend. They emailed through a list of instructions-no denim jeans allowed (too casual and disrespectful), no shorts or sports gear (ditto, plus flesh being exposed), no electronics, phones or games, and my stepdaughter wasn't allowed leggings (they considered that as underwear). They also demanded she bring a full length bath robe and any time she was out of her bedroom, she had to wear the robe so her figure was hidden. We declined the visit.
When my son was in his early teens he had a friend that had very weird family rules. The “man of the house” got his food first at mealtimes and took as much as he wanted. Then the male kids and lastly anyone female got what was left. He also had to leave the house ALL DAY every Valentine’s Day. He’d turn up on our doorstep poor lad. His Dad must have been awful to live with and really appeared to despise women especially those who weren’t submissive.
All I do is quiz my kid's friends about Star Wars and try to get them to join my son's D&D game...
My family didn't announce any rules. But if you happened to break one 🙀
Where I grew up, the water and sewer lines were not expanded when the city started growing. A lot of houses had water delivered and septic tanks for sewer. Mostly the rules were to not let the water run and use as little as possible. The main rule was 'if it's yellow let it mellow, if it's brown flush it down.' You could flush if you had your period though.
We had that rule during the drought years in Australia. And keep showers to 4 mins (everyone was sent a free 4 minute timer).
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These aren't really rules, just abuse. Rules are "take your shoes off at the door" or "lights out when you leave a room" or "ask before eating the last ___".
Where do they find these people? I had a couple of friends when I was a kid whose parents were a bit too strict for my taste, so I seldom went to their houses, but I never saw or heard of anything like these.
As a child, my family lived on a farm next to my cousin's farm. When my sister and I would go over there to play, we were never allowed in the house. Even if it was raining, we had to stay on the porch. It really made me feel quite less than to not ever be allowed in my own relatives' house.
That's mental abuse. I understand not wanting the house to get messy but to do this to your own family and to make them play in the porch when it's raining is not right. It would make me feel like I wasn't in there in family either
Load More Replies... I realise people have their little idiosyncrasies, but many of these rules sound to stem from mental health issues.
Oh more please. My friends' families were absurdly normal. Except for the Norwegian parents. I had to call first because the entire family wore no clothes around the house as a rule.
When I was a little girl we got new neighbors directly across the street. Their house always smelled so good like fresh Mexican food. Their daughter was my age and we played daily in each of our yards and road bikes. Once I was finally invited over for lunch and then asked to stay over for a movie night with her sister and brother. I used the bathroom and was asked is it was one or two. I said 1... and they were ok go for it. The whole bath tub was full of poop. I flushed the toilet like as if I had used it and walked out went home and never went back.
Most of these sound worryingly abusive, not quirky, and some of them sound dangerous. My step-kids have no contact with their bio-mom, and their maternal grandparents only see them once a year at most (we've tried to encourage them to develop a relationship, but the grandparents let the kids down so many times-not turning up for visits, cancelling plans at the last minute, not bothering with Xmas or birthdays etc). Out of the blue, they asked the kids to stay for the weekend. They emailed through a list of instructions-no denim jeans allowed (too casual and disrespectful), no shorts or sports gear (ditto, plus flesh being exposed), no electronics, phones or games, and my stepdaughter wasn't allowed leggings (they considered that as underwear). They also demanded she bring a full length bath robe and any time she was out of her bedroom, she had to wear the robe so her figure was hidden. We declined the visit.
When my son was in his early teens he had a friend that had very weird family rules. The “man of the house” got his food first at mealtimes and took as much as he wanted. Then the male kids and lastly anyone female got what was left. He also had to leave the house ALL DAY every Valentine’s Day. He’d turn up on our doorstep poor lad. His Dad must have been awful to live with and really appeared to despise women especially those who weren’t submissive.
All I do is quiz my kid's friends about Star Wars and try to get them to join my son's D&D game...
My family didn't announce any rules. But if you happened to break one 🙀
Where I grew up, the water and sewer lines were not expanded when the city started growing. A lot of houses had water delivered and septic tanks for sewer. Mostly the rules were to not let the water run and use as little as possible. The main rule was 'if it's yellow let it mellow, if it's brown flush it down.' You could flush if you had your period though.
We had that rule during the drought years in Australia. And keep showers to 4 mins (everyone was sent a free 4 minute timer).
Load More Replies... These aren't really rules, just abuse. Rules are "take your shoes off at the door" or "lights out when you leave a room" or "ask before eating the last ___".
Where do they find these people? I had a couple of friends when I was a kid whose parents were a bit too strict for my taste, so I seldom went to their houses, but I never saw or heard of anything like these.
