Moments of EWWW!

[Stunningfire]

Ikr. >.> We were reading the Watsons Go to Birmingham and - um, I'm not going to mention that here.

[roobot]

The only thing I can think of offhand:

 

A little over a year ago, I got what looked like a zit on my outer upper thigh. I'm a picker - pick everything - so I picked off the scab a couple times. It started to look like a nasty whitehead, but every time I tried to juice it, nothing would come out.

 

Well, that little owie got bigger and bigger. It got so big that the actual scab-like part was about the size of a quarter, and there was a red, hot swollen area around that about the size of a fried egg.

 

Finally, when I started to feel dizzy and knew it was affecting my whole system, I went to the ER to get it looked at. Turns out it was MRSE. They gave it a local anesthetic (I haaaaaate needles, and they had to poke the wound with a super-long flexible needle to distribute the anesthetic), and then cut the scab open and drained the wound. I have a really strong stomach, barely anything grosses me out, and I've been known to enjoy popping the occasional fat zit now and again..... But watching someone squeeze pus out of your leg, and pull literally chunks and strips of broken-down flesh from your wound...

 

Well, I could only watch for about ten seconds before I had to turn away.

 

Now, a year later, I'm all better, about $2k poorer in medical bills, and my leg has a quarter-size scar that's just a little too soft to the touch.

Almost the same moment for me. Infected spider bite on my side. The thing oozed pus and I still have a scar

[WindScar22]

My moment of EWW was when my mother got done talking to my step-father on my phone and left (hers needed charged) and he texted me back (thinking it was mom) asking to have secks. Ugh.

Edited December 5, 2010 by WindScar22

[Angelwolf1]

Simply, there was an old banana in my lunchbox that was in there for, I believe, a year. It used to be "hard and full," but when I checked, it was a pure black peel. Though it seemed to be producing some sort of "dirt-colored" substance inside (I didn't look close enough to tell what it really was, though it might've been mold), as well as the edible center was gone, completely. The sides looked covered in some sort of indescribably transparent black, which again, I don't remember what it was. Luckily, we washed it out and everything was fine. Just glad I didn't put my food in there at the time, though.

[gleekgeek]

My dog caught a duck (don't ask me how) and ripped it apart. Of course she left it on the front step and I had to clean it up. Eww.

[requiesticat]

I have so many EWWWW, MY GAWD, WHAT IS THAT SMELL moments....

 

~When my cat eats half of a rat/squirrel/other tiny animal that makes it on his diner menu and leaves the other half of the body, along with the guts, on my back porch.

~When an insect is crushed and gives off an icky smell.

~When I see real guts/the real inside of a body on TV or in real life.

~When my brother farts.

Edited December 5, 2010 by Kandycat

[Sun Dragon Angel-A]

THIS MORNING:

 

 

Make bowl of cereal, pour in milk, bunches of dead bugs float to the top.

...

[Eluin Gentry]

Moments of EWWW from the last couple days....

I hate work weeks. There are a lot of them this week.

 

Annoying Russian who plays poker 6 days out of 7, and who bathes about one day out of those 7 MAYBE. You reek so badly that it lingers for whole seconds after you walk by. Sitting next to you is enough to make me want to vomit. Your BO should be considered bio-terrorism and your hair could solve a couple of oil crisis. Go shower! This is not a comic book con, and you are not nerdy enough to be able to pull off the unwashed nerd thing. And wash your clothes! That jacket has to be a bio hazard in and of itself.

 

Guy who sat next to me at my table (I'm a poker dealer) and would not stop chewing tabacco all night. He made a motion like he was spitting it into the garbage after we yelled at him, and then put his cup next to his chair like I was too stupid to notice it was there. If it hadn't been 3:30AM (we close at 4) I'd have had his disgusting butt kicked out of my casino. Chew is not allowed in our casino. It constitutes a bio hazard. And its nasty. I see someone chewing, I'm liable to throw up on them. It turns my stomach that much.

 

Chewer's Friend who was so drunk that he was basically unconcious on our bathroom floor after throwing up. He came back to play cards after we told his friends that they had to get him up and moving or we were going to have to call security (and possibly the cops or an ambulance). My manager described him as being "Cookie Monstered". No idea what that means, exactly, but I know it is BAD. Watching you play cards was bad enough. You had better thank whatever gods got you to that state that you didn't barf on my table. You'd have set off a chain reaction and I'd have barfed too. Way too much paperwork involved in that scenario.

 

The best though was my Creepy Creeper. Creepy Creeper has backstory. Creepy Creeper is a regular of mine, or at least he used to be. For a while, Creepy Creeper was fine. He was an older guy who just seemed lonely. He'd come in and sit at my table. We'd talk, and he'd hit on me. As a table games dealer, I'm used to that. Men + Alchahol + Girl who cannot walk away from them and works only for tips = borderline sexual harassment. Strippers kind of see themselves as Poor Man's Therapy, and Dealers kind of are too. They are lonely guys that just need interaction and to talk to someone. A joke here and there is okay. This guy took it too far. He'd start drinking and ask me about my boyfriend. Then he'd ask if he could KILL my boyfriend and take his place. He'd ask if I could go up to his hotel room with him. He was so bad he was actually creeping out my co-workers when I wasn't even around. He'd look for me every time he came in, and talk about how great and wonderful and beautiful I was to my co-workers. Basically I had a stalker. The day that everything blew up, it was clear to me, my co-workers, and several of my managers that we had a serious problem on our hands. 1 year ago, I filed a complaint with management, in the hopes that they would kick him out for me, make him think about not being so incredibly creepy. That same week, Creepy Creeper 86'ed himself. In Casino terms, that means that he kicked himself out of the casino for a year. Even if he changed his mind, he was not going to be allowed back in for one full year.

Friday night Creepy Creeper came back. He seemed to be behaving himself, but the memories of Creepy Creeper were too strong. I couldn't handle dealing to him. I saw him sitting at the table, and my stomach turned just thinking about what was going to start coming out of his mouth as soon as the drinks set in.

The story ends well though. Creepy Creeper is banned from my table. If I am at the table, he is not allowed to be. Maybe in another year, he'll have figured out which parts of his behavior were the problem.

[quupee]

I have so many EWWWW, MY GAWD, WHAT IS THAT SMELL moments....

 

~When my cat eats half of a rat/squirrel/other tiny animal that makes it on his diner menu and leaves the other half of the body, along with the guts, on my back porch.

~When an insect is crushed and gives off an icky smell.

~When I see real guts/the real inside of a body on TV or in real life.

~When my brother farts.

Porch? I'm serious. You're lucky.

 

My cats bring in loads of mice. The worst times were:

When a mouse crawled into my shoe and passed away. I felt horrible when I put my shoe on a dead mouse, poor thing. :

 

The cat bought in a mouse and eat it in my room. I won't go into detail, but I could hear bones cracking and meat being... y'know... eaten. That wasn't fun.

 

We often get mice scattered around the house in quarters, halves, etc.

 

THAT's an ew moment.

[WestWindReborn]

THIS MORNING:

 

 

Make bowl of cereal, pour in milk, bunches of dead bugs float to the top.

...

now the question is, were they in the milk or the cereal?

[Sun Dragon Angel-A]

now the question is, were they in the milk or the cereal?

The cereal.

 

I should have stopped when I saw a little beetle fall out of the cereal box but nnnnnnoo.

[WestWindReborn]

The cereal.

 

I should have stopped when I saw a little beetle fall out of the cereal box but nnnnnnoo.

you saw a bug fall out of your cereal...and you still intended to eat it?!

 

 

thats a eww moment right there.

[Ninetails]

^

I think she meant before she put milk in it

 

 

 

Guy who sat next to me at my table (I'm a poker dealer) and would not stop chewing tabacco all night. He made a motion like he was spitting it into the garbage after we yelled at him, and then put his cup next to his chair like I was too stupid to notice it was there. If it hadn't been 3:30AM (we close at 4) I'd have had his disgusting butt kicked out of my casino. Chew is not allowed in our casino. It constitutes a bio hazard. And its nasty. I see someone chewing, I'm liable to throw up on them. It turns my stomach that much.

That reminds me. My mom told me that years ago she was hanging out with her bother. She grabbed her brother's water bottle and drank what she thought was pepsi....

 

O~O

Edited December 8, 2010 by Ninetails

[Sun Dragon Angel-A]

^

I think she meant before she put milk in it

That's what I meant, yeees.

When I poured the milk in it was just... HOLY CRAP

[madmaxx79]

I got this idea when I noticed a chunk of onion at the bottom of my cup that I had just emptied. I don't think this has been done in another topic, I couldn't find one anyways.

So there it is! Post your nasty stories! Those moments that make you shudder and gagg! Why? Well, why not?

hey mind if i ask how you got your scroll link to be a pic like that in your signature? thank you

[DiaGlace48]

THIS MORNING:

 

 

Make bowl of cereal, pour in milk, bunches of dead bugs float to the top.

...

Hey, that's happened to me before. Though I only ate half of the cereal (I didn't notice the bugs in my cereal yet), then the next day I didn't eat it at all! They were PACKAGED into the cereal. It was gross! It was Kellogg's Raisin Bran. Don't ask why, it just was.

[Walker]

I was chewing on the end of a pen once only to tap it against the book in front of me and have a grey, grub thing fall out of it (and it MOVED!). Now the question is in my mind how did that get in my pen?! And I was chewing on it... *shudders* This happened a while ago though. Still make me flinch inside.

Edited December 11, 2010 by Dashidragon

[hunters225]

I was chewing on the end of a pen once only to tap it against the book in front of me and have a grey, grub thing fall out of it (and it MOVED!). Now the question is in my mind how did that get in my pen?! And I was chewing on it... *shudders* This happened a while ago though. Still make me flinch inside.

Similar happened to me, lol.

 

*chewing on pen*

somethin tastes fu- OMFGTHERESINKEVERYWHERE

 

*throws out pen*

[Walker]

Oh, I've had a pen explode in my mouth too, but the bug in the pen thing was far worse in my opinion.

[Kanaye]

Why am I reading these when I have a weak stomache?

 

Anyway, my EWW.

 

My cousin came over, he was 9 and I was 17. My other cousin also came over. He was 14.

 

I swung the 9 year old around and around, and he was having a grand ole time... until he vomited all over the floor.

 

Matthew wouldn't help me clean it up, he made this "I'm gunna vomit too" noise and I sent him in the bathroom while I cleaned up Andrews.

 

Did I mention my weak stomach? Though, I did manage not to throw up too.

 

 

I have another one about my niece, but I'll leave that pleasantness for another time.

[monochrome1053]

My cat disappeared for a few days last year. When he came home, we noticed he was acting weird and one side of his face was swollen. I immediately called the vet who told me it sounded like an abscess and for me to bring him in the next day to have it drained. Later that evening I went to check on the cat who had been sleeping on my bed all day. As I walked down the hall towards my room, the smell hit me like a ton of bricks. I found him sitting on my bed on my bed with what looked like runny, bloody chocolate pudding draining from the side of his face. He had scratched open the abscess, flinging a mixture of foul smelling blood and pus all over my bed, the pillows, the wall and I swear some of it made it onto the ceiling. I took him to the vet the next day and when I picked him up, the vet told me one of the side effects of the antibiotic she had given him was diarrhea. I put the cat in his crate, one of those flimsy cardboard ones, and began the 30 minute drive home. No sooner had I turned onto the highway, the cat shot out of the crate, covered with diarrhea. I pulled over, caught the cat, and put him back in the crate. I found some tape in the trunk and taped the box shut. My shirt and the seats in the car were covered with diarrhea. It took me weeks to get rid of the smell.

Edited December 15, 2010 by monochrome1053

[Sorrowgrave]

hmm...I've cleaned up Dead road kill. Thrown dead Possums over the back fence. cleared up Dog/cat vomit diherra popped zits and had pus all over my hands as well as human blood and other fluids picked up a rat snake by the tail. gotten a fetal cat out of a fence cut my leg open while jumping a fence to avoid getting bitten by a dog that had rabies run away from a Raccoon with one of it's eye balls hanging out that was hell bent on A killing me B maiming me C giving me rabies or some sort of disease.

Ate a fly

 

cleaned up after a bird.

And dead fish

 

Slept in the same room as the corpse of a pet which I refused to get rid of after it passed away (just moved the poor thing's corpse off the bed first before sleeping in it)

Changed a baby's diaper

had a cat throw up a rat skull ON MY LEG

 

cut open a fresh owl Pellet.

 

saw two june bugs procreating while a bot fly emerged out of one of them.

saw my dog kill said Possum (that god he's had his rabies shots)

and had a frozen dead bird fall out of a tree, hit me on the head then go plop in my lunch disposed of 4 week old Turckey that'd been sitting out the entire time (oh gawd that smell...)

 

I'm not that squeamish. I'll touch/poke/hold anything as long as it A won't kill me B isn't carring a disease or C isn't a former family memeber or pet

 

I can't bring my self to touch...dead pets when I have to get rid of them. Though I did pick up a dead kitten I'd been fostering once ,kissed it and everything until my dad took it away to bury in the backyard and when I was six at my uncle's funeral I poked his body :B

 

my biggest EWW moment was catching two people having Sex I HATE THAT

[Kazeko]

Walking around the side of a barn, step on a dead bird.

 

I saw it right before I put my foot down, but it was too late to stop, and I felt the bones cracking underneath my shoe...

 

Wasn't so much eww as D:, though. I felt horrible...

[darkangel787]

My biggest ew moment was when I used to keep hermit crabs as pets. They were so cute. So one day we went on a vacation, and when we came abck, I went to check on my crabby (Sandy). I opened the cage, and it was crawling with flies and maggots.

EW.

[Saiph]

My biggest ew moment was when I used to keep hermit crabs as pets. They were so cute. So one day we went on a vacation, and when we came abck, I went to check on my crabby (Sandy). I opened the cage, and it was crawling with flies and maggots.

EW.

>.< Ugh, you've just reminded me of my hermit crab Ewww moment. Last summer, I went to Cuba for a graduation trip with my friends. I guess my mom forgot to check on my hermit crabs, because when i got back a week later, they were dead. The worst part was, when I picked up their salt water bowl, it was swarming with little fleas. I imediatly droped it back into their tank and I guess that startled them or something because suddenly the entire bottom of the tank was just a moving swarm of bugs. *shudders legitly* Just thinking about it now makes me itch. I didn't get fleas afterwards Thankfuly! But I had to throw out the entire tank.

Edited December 15, 2010 by Saiph