After kitkat and FightAgainstRedTape mentioned the tv show "How Clean Is Your House" in comments on an earlier post, I decided to catch a couple of episodes.
Oh. My. Gah.
I can't figure out if this is porn for slobs, or porn for clean freaks. A little of both, I guess. The basic premise is that someone is living in filth, and the show sends in a team of people to get their house clean again.
And when I say filth, I mean FILTH. We're talking scraping legions of dead flies off the windowsills and using engine cleaner to get the grunge off the stove.
But the best (?) part is when they take samples off various surfaces and send them to the lab to find out exactly which kinds of contagion are brewing in these people's houses. I shit you not, they found e-coli in one dude's bathtub.
And the thing that killed me is that, at least in the two episodes I watched, the people didn't even seem particularly embarrassed by their living conditions. It was just, "Oh, well, it kind of got away from me, and besides, it's not that bad."
Yes, IT IS THAT BAD. Yes it is.
My eyes hurt.