I had an acquaintance, who was a bodger supreme. They certainly destroyed the mould after he came into the world.
He lived alone, in absolutely appalling living conditions, and seemed to think it was normal to live that way. I first came across him, living in a terribly run down hovel of a rented flat. There were no washing facilities in the place, he had begun installing an electric shower, but years later it never got finished.
He was forced out of that, and then rented a tiny one room, ground floor only, shop with no accommodation to it. He tried to actually use it as a shop, but botched putting a floor in, so he could live in the loft space, using 2x2 as joists and pallet wood for a floor.
He got kicked out of that, eventually getting a job in a factory, somehow, as an engineer. There, and earning for probably the first time in his life, he managed to get a mortgage to buy his own place. The place he bought, was an old, redundant primary school, isolated and surrounded by industry. A massive open space inside - think church hall size, ripe for being turned into a barn type, or split into flats - what did he do? He filled it with tat and useless junk, living in a tiny corner, still not having the basics of life, freezing in winter.