The lady across the hall from me is disabled, and she gets a weekly food delivery. She's been spending the last week at her daughters, so they left her box of food on her doorstep (and our hall is only 4 feet wide - our doors face each other.) Now, living where I live I've come to accept a lot of funky odors, but after a few days it really started getting bad. We have a rat problem, as well as roaches, so I finally looked into her food box to see what was going on. (I hate going into other people's stuff without their permission.)
Not only was there fresh fruit in there covered with fruit flies, but there was RAW chicken, too! OMG so gross I nearly lost it. I separated out all of the canned good that were OK and put them into a clean bag, and then tossed the rest of the box into the dumpster. Thank G-d the smell is fading now, and it didn't get into the hall carpet.
I don't know what's up with the mold count right now, but it's got to be something spectacular. I can't leave anything out overnight. Bread turns blue and green in just a matter of hours. A coffee cup turns into a petri dish. It's like green fur is trying to take over the world, and it's starting with my kitchen. Hard, unripe tomatoes that I put on my windowsill last night have turned into mush, and spawned a huge cloud of fruit flies. Clorox wipes are my new best friend.
But the ultimate Eeeeeeew? Yet another reason why I have to clean up after the dog as soon as she's done pooping. The boys in the apartment building have started having poo wars. That's right, they are picking up her poop and flinging it at each other. They think this is hysterical. I couldn't in a million years make that up.