On Sundays, we would take turns cooking dinner for everyone in our apartment. A roommate used the crock pot one week. After dinner she filled it up with water to let it soak to clean it. We all thought she'd leave it over night, a day MAX. But no, she let it sit there on the counter for DAYS. We started leaving sticky notes on it that said "clean me!", but she still didn't get the hint. It became the awkward elephant in the room...and it started growing stuff. Eventually one of the other roommates got so sick of it she just cleaned it out. The roommate who used it never said anything about it.
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