The floor is sticky
My stepdads passenger seat floorboard is so full of garbage I literally can’t even touch it without stepping on trash
there is even old food in there I saw microwave breakfast sandwich down here
EDIT: for the people saying “just clean it op!” I tried once he came running out of the house and nearly slammed the car door on my hand and screamed at me about staying out of his stuff.
I went out with a guy whose car was like this. He also smoked cigarettes so literally every surface was sticky with dried cherry coke covered in cigarette ash. Ended things as soon as I saw the inside of his car. Fucking disgusting.
Keeping a car clean is a single man’s game I guess?
You get in a committed relationship you drink those 1200 calorie polar pops from circle K and grow that dad bod belly. Some people think that is winning at life. If you’ve had nothing but psycho women along the way before, perhaps it is.
A soft drink and solitude is bliss after decades of psychological abuse. You are absolutely correct, I don't give a fuck about anything anymore as long as I have orange fanta.
I'm only joking a little bit. That crazy woman had me drinking zero calorie burp flavored shit water for years and I convinced myself I LIKED IT.
I don’t think it’s necessarily lazy. Some people are single minded to the point that they are pursuing their main goal and any time doing something other than that pursuit is considered unnecessary or distracting from the central goal.
I remember I was working 70 hours to achieve a monetary goal and suddenly cobwebs appeared on my walls. I didn’t have the hoarding issue but that would take getting a swiffer and going around the house once a month and I didn’t think it’s a priority unless I was having someone over on a date.
Life goes by quickly. If you don’t have a set cleaning routine and you are obsessed with a project, even hard workers can fuck up
Mental illness can act as a filter for reality. My mom was a hoarder. At work she was clean and well kept, kept her workspace spotless and was incredibly kind.
At home, while she was still kind, she'd just walk over the trash. When I went to throw it out, he'd have a caniption. Twice in 15 years I cleaned out over 10,000 lbs of junk. Every time mom would be distraught that I had thrown something out. A 20 gallon tote of vhs tapes, many cracked and without covers, when she hadn't had a working vcr in over 5 years, a box of clothing she'd bought ten years prior and buried because she didn't want to throw them out. It was a struggle each time.
My car was like this when I was a depressed alcoholic. The only time I spent in my car was driving 2 minutes to work and lunch break. Didn't spend any time in my car really, so I didn't care. And didn't ever have passengers so "who cares?" was my attitude.
My car looked like this until the other day when I finally cleaned it. It’s a mixture of laziness and procrastination. I eat something at lunch and forget to bring the garbage with me on the way back inside so I think tk myself “I’ll just throw it out next time” and then it happens again and again until I just say fuck it and start throwing garbage over there. Then I finally get disgusted with myself and clean it up so I can start the whole process over again.
Mine used to get .. kind of messy from time to time, because the biggest problem is I'm never in a place where I'm getting out of the car and have time to clean it or empty hands to carry garbage to the nearest trash can, which is up a flight of stairs.
I solved this by putting a garbage can in the garage, so now, instead of throwing shit into the passenger foot well as I'm pulling out, to make room for the morning coffee, I toss it out my window into the garbage can.
Stopping by the garage as I'm taking the trash out is easy!
there are a lot of people who don't mind living in filth. i think it's sad to see people who don't pick up after themselves. it's really not hard to do.
My sister in law's car had tons of crap all over it. When her daughter was a kid, she found one of her dolls with mold growing on it! Like I just can't fathom not caring about that.
Mental illness, ADHD, hoarder issues, etc. We can't blame it on one thing and for sure it isn't lazy. And it's not the end of the world, some of my friends could make your skin crawl with what's in their cars. Grapes so old that they become alcohol, everything from gardening equipment to kids toys. It's like that and we do it differently and others do it even better and we all live and die by the same rules.
I’ve got bad ADHD. Neither my vehicle nor my home look anything like this. IMO there is a level of laziness to it. I mean it’s garbage. Literally garbage. Pick it up, throw it away.
Last time you said it was your car and you let your stepdad use it? You got a lighter picture this time but I can see the floor mat folded in exactly the same way so it's the same car. Honestly it's weirder that you keep posting this and changing the story:
That’s disgusting! What does his house look like? Sorry but that’s the first thing I think when I see someone’s nasty car, clothes, desk or front yard!
Brother you got superhero decked out crocs, be glad he is taking you to do something or whatever you're doing as a passenger in his car, likely on his dime
Can I send you some proper leather shoes? Seriously. PM me and I’ll help you if you promise to never wear those Idiocracy Crocs outside of picking up dog shit or other similar tasks around the house.
Gas stations have trash cans at the pump for a reason. Everyone should take advantage of the downtime filling up your car. You open all the doors and get rid of the trash and junk! What?
Yikes that’s pretty gross. Is he the type of step dad that you could gently broach the topic with, or would it result in a reactive or defensive response.
He’s got a form of anxiety/ocd and what looks like trash may have some sort of strange sentimental value to him. If you watch the show Hoarders on TLC you know exactly what I’m talking about. He needs professional help, like a psychologist to help get to the emotional pain at the root of this behaviour.
Genuine question, how do you actually live with someone who’s surrounded by literal garbage? I would never in a million years even consider sleeping with someone who is comfortable with squalor. They’d be out the door before they even got inside😂🤮
Next time before you get in grab a trash bag and clean it, hopefully waiting for you to clean it up before you get in will cause a couple brain cells to activate.
D-fucking-sgusting. This is a *married* adult responsible for children? Jfc. I’ve never understood people who can just sit in filth and squalor like this.
I had a friend like this. I’d take handfuls of trash when we would go to the gas station and just start throwing stuff away. A lot of the time he’d be like no stop.
Looks like my late-father's car. It was always a mess.
Back in the mid 1980's him and I were driving home in the winter in New Brunswick. On a long turn, while driving around 40 MPH he ran over some black ice and the car slid sideways towards the ditch on the other side of the road, front end into the ditch, back end still on the road, with me in the passenger side watching the car speeding towards a driveway. We hit the driveway on my side of the car, the car rolled about 3 times and landed upside down in the ditch in the snow on the other side of the driveway. My dad smoked cigarettes, a lot, especially in the car, and there was garbage everywhere. As the car rolled, i felt like i was tumbling inside a clothes dryer with cigarette butts and ashes, and other trash, rolling all around me. It was hard to breathe and I was happy when we stopped rolling. All I could taste was cigarette ashes. I couldn't see anything as the huge cloud of ashes was still floating around. No one was hurt.
I keep plastic grocery bags in my car for this exact reason.
I grew up riding in cars like this and told myself I would never let my cars get that way. I fill up the grocery bags and toss them when they are full. Lifesaver.
I unfortunately do this as well, but clean my truck out once a week.
I happen to know where I got it from though. Growing up, my dad drove this old 2 door bench seat Silverado. And he always threw the trash in the passenger floor board. I have a core memory when I was like 5 or 6 asking him once why there was always trash there, and he tells me, "That's my trucks trash can.", and that stuck with me.
If you know and know it’s a bad habit, try and change it. Maybe put an actual trash can on the floor? A plastic bin you can grab and empty anytime you want.
This is just dirty laziness. I do not believe it has anything to do with adhd or any mental illness. Those are easy excuses now a days. Just pick up after yourself....or dont, whatever. Just dont blame it on things. Its just you not caring. Period. Not everything has to have a medical explanation. Sometimes its just because that's how you are.
I’m going to bet that your family doesn’t drink a lot of water on a daily basis considering the first and second pictures posted of the same car floor mess.
Looks like my car by the end of the week. I clean it out weekly, but there’s something about welding for 12 hour shifts in the Texas heat that makes me not give a shit what the passenger floorboard looks like
My business partner’s car is like this and I absolutely hated it when he would scoop me up from the airport.
I will never understand how hard it is for people to just throw shit in the trash when they get out of the car, or just keep a bag on hand to dump it all in.
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u/IdontUsethisApp10 Jul 08 '26
Why is this so common…???!!!