Trash Monopoly
Most people have at least a separate bin in their kitchen and their bathroom, right? Maybe a few more all over the house just in case, right? Wrong. My parents keep just the one, single, bin, in the centre of the kitchen/dining room, and the bin bag is changed once a week at the most.
I think they maybe just can’t be bothered to go round collecting bins and so this is their awful solution. Having a period in that house was a barrel of laughs, let me tell you.
From the ripe old age of 11, announcing to the entire house “excuse me, coming through, used sanitary pad ready to go in the bin here, outta the way dudes.”
These days as an adult when I visit, I make a huge deal out of it until they realise how awkward it is and give me a bin for the bathroom, but as a 12yo??
This was the most embarrassing, awkward thing ever. Not to mention when we had guests round, they would be sat in the goddamn dining room, and I would be forced to shamefully walk past them into the kitchen, used pad in hand, to use the bin.
That was some trauma right there. Story credit: Reddit / ronicadler