[Closed] No matter how much you love them, what partner's habit makes you scream inside?

Another one that annoys me: I like polo shirts but they need folding correctly because of the collar. She never folds them correctly and I constantly ask her to leave them out and I will fold them as I like them. She never does this and gets the hump and accuses me of being fussy when she ever spots me taking a badly folded one out of the drawer and refolding it.

(I shouldn't really complain as I *never* do any washing though).

Things I do that must annoy her:
Having a very thick skin and laughing off things she seems to think are the actual end of the world – such as the time she was upset at not being asked to do a 'Tough Mudder' type event by the other mums at the school our girls go to (they all run together, my wife doesn't run at all so why would they think she wanted to do it)?

Taking the whole evening to cook meals – I often don't have dinner ready until 9.30/10pm.

Asking me to pass her something when it is just as close to her.
"Can you pass me my drink?"
"You mean that drink that is on the coffee table right in front of you?"

She insists that she doesn't care which way round the bog roll is put on and doesn't really clock which way round she's putting it on.
If that were true then it wouldn't ALWAYS BE THE WRONG WAY ROUND

Every time she changes the roll, she puts in on backwards. I'll spot it, turn it around, and it'll then stay that way until she changes another roll. This has been going on for nine years and neither of us has ever mentioned it.

We have this 'discussion' too, she also insists it's not deliberate, my explanation of maths and probability meaning that if that were true then at least sometimes she would get it right are met with huffing and a smirk...I'm on to her...

also, proclaiming things 'lost' when what she actually means is "I haven't yet looked for it so I was looking verbally"

ie:
"arrrgh, I've lost my $THING/I can't find my $THING"

normally said with an air of panic and an undertone of 'help me find it or I will make you pay', which is 99% of the time solved with the following reply:

"turn your head 8 degrees right/left and look down a bit"

Her insistence that the best way to deal with being busy, is to get more busy. Jobs left half done everywhere, yet has a constant & growing list of things to do.

Treating the car like an extension of the bin.

Filling bags of garden rubbish with soil at the bottom, then foliage on top. Then leaving them out in the rain.

When she gets up, everyone gets up. Quiet? No chance!

When she cooks, she uses every pot/pan/utensil we own and spills half of whatever she cooks on the hob/cooker/floor (and rarely cleans it up).

Believing EVERYTHING she reads on FaceBook or whatever. "Ooooh, have you seen this story about this bloke that's eaten his pregnant lovers unborn baby" etc etc.

I'm sure she could come up with a list a mile long of things she finds annoying about me too, but that's only natural after a long time together (isn't it!?)

She has miles more good traits than bad, but us blokes find the little things annoying, don't we 🙂

The sink trap, leaving stuff on stairs, not doing up lids properly, not mopping up splashes of water round the kitchen sink, constantly tidying and half heartedly cleaning rather than doing it once, properly.

I'm pretty sure it's either emotional abuse or unreasonable behaviour.

Toothpaste squeezing in the middle.

Coming in like a whirlwind and just dropping stuff and leaving it lying around everywhere. I've taken to de-cluttering her stuff by popping small items into her handbag.

We have a back door into a utility room, or a front door straight onto hall carpet, they are 10 seconds walking distance apart, she insists on using the front door irrespective of how wet/muddy it is outside.

suddenly deciding that it needs doing NOW and getting huffy that I'm doing something else and don't want to drop everything at that instant

turns eveything off at the socket; particularly chargers for phone, tablets etc...

Constant harping about unimportant things and commenting on affairs in a sad "woe is me" voice, as if I'm expected to feel devastated that the local stray cat has got mange or her toenail has gone black after walking in unsuitable shoes.

Asking my opinion on stuff them, when I offer an opinion, she replies: "You don't really know do you? You're just making it up as usual!" So nowadays I just murmur "Gosh, I don't know." and close the subject.

Her mise en place is appalling.

Asking my opinion on stuff them, when I offer an opinion, she replies: "You don't really know do you? You're just making it up as usual!" So nowadays I just murmur "Gosh, I don't know." and close the subject.

Yes. Or asking what she should do about something and then doing the complete opposite anyway. WHY ASK THEN? you'd evidently made up your mind. I've given up offering opinions now, and go with something like 'whatever you think right'

I have turned into my dad.

Toothpaste here too.. She's not even a "middle squeezer", more of a "top squeezer"! We've had full blown arguments about it but nowt changes.

Tailgating. Every time I'm in the car with her. Doesn't even know she's doing it or why it's ill advised.
"Can you please drop back darling"
"WHAT?! I've been driving this long and never had a crash bla blah blah don't you bloody tell me how to drive my car who the hell bla blah.."

Also car servicing and maintenance. Seems to think it's optional. Oil service light been on for couple months (it's £75 at the local mini indie) but things like curtains and haircuts are obviously more important..

Disappears every single time I cook and meal is ready even with warning then reappears huffs a bit and puts it in microwave. Every. Single. Time.

Complete inability to be anywhere, on time, ever.

Apart from to our wedding.

My mrs will happily sleep until lunchtime whereas I'm up and about at 6:30am. Gives me time to do stuff I suppose but it's a challenge to get her up at even a reasonable hour when we're both going to do stuff

Among many things is the quooker.... when we had a new kitchen we splashed out on one and it really is great, however she uses it to fill the sink and empties the cylinder EVERY TIME i want a brew.. we don't have a kettle and from empty they take a while. she knows this and simply doesn't care.... (I must get some sort of first world problem prize for this...)

Ohh and every single time we go out we spend 15 minutes rounding up the kids, getting the car ready, getting the kids in their car seats, all ready to go and the next thing I know, she has disappeared somewhere in the house, me stood waiting with the keys wanting to lock up and she has gone to do something, not reappearing for 5 minutes.

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Being asked which dress/earrings/shoes look best, HAVING to have an opinion about it, and said opinion then being rejected as stupid.

Having to do everything together, including watching telly. I like America's Next Top Model as much as the next man, but there IS a limit.

Buy a kettle? 😀

My first world problem is to do with dishwasher loading, specifically the cutlery drawer. I like to group spoons with spoons, forks with forks, etc, so when I empty it, I just grab handfuls of cutlery and drop it into place. If I load the dishwasher I can enjoy it with my eyes closed. So why can't she do the same???

Oh she also does that thing with the toothpaste tube, I think it's a feminine trait.

Leaving lights on.
Washing machine runs at least 3 times a day.

When I suggested she wouldn't do this if she paid the electric or water bill went menthol.

Used teabags being left on the worktop after making said cup of tea.....the bin is appx. 1 meter away.....

When I'm in charge, those people will be first against the wall.

For me, it's the missus' memory when it comes to something either of us has done wrong. Her version of events, without fail, seems to be whatever suits her particular line of attack at the time. It's almost as if she's making things up to win arguments. Of course, I get to be the world's smelliest arsehole when I give a play-by-play account that proves she's wrong, to the point that at times I wonder if I'm guilty of gas-lighting her. But then, the way she acts and sticks to her story in the face of [s]adveristy[/s] the raw, unadulterated truth, it could almost be that she's gas-lighting me.

For me,she's close to perfect, apart from being too nice and accommodating.
When I hear some of the things she lets her minions get away with, I want to charge in all football fan style.

When I hear some of the things she lets her minions get away with,

Are you married to Scarlett Overkill?
Herb?
Is that you?

I like to eat peanut butter sandwiches before I go for a ride. I like to eat all the crusts first - get the hard graft out of the way - and then enjoy the soft, moist centre bit, completely unfettered by chewy crusty crusts.

SO WHY DOES MRS WEAKLY INSIST ON WALTZING OVER, AND TAKING A BITE OUT OF [b]THE LOVELY MOIST SOFT CENTRE BIT, WITHOUT HAVING DONE ANY OF THE GROUNDWORK[/b]???

NOT ONLY IS SHE ENJOYING THE FRUITS OF [b]MY[/b] LABOUR, BUT SHE'S [b]DEPRIVING ME OF MY SOFT, MOIST, DELICIOUS CENTRE BIT[/b]!!!
[b]
AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!![/b]

Are you married to Scarlett Overkill?

Oh,she's a lot nicer than Sandra Bullock 😉

Feeding the local feral gato negro, thus encouraging it to come around then getting upset when it mauls our cats.

Complete non-sequiturs, as in this morning's text: "When are you going to fix the kitchen plug?"

Me: "What plug?"

Her: "The sink plug!"

Me: "What's wrong with it?"

Her: "It doesn't open when you turn the knob!"

Me: "That'll be because you've swopped it for the one in the sink tidy, which has a shorter stem as it's not self-opening!"

SO WHY DOES MRS WEAKLY INSIST ON WALTZING OVER, AND TAKING A BITE OUT OF THE LOVELY MOIST SOFT CENTRE BIT, WITHOUT HAVING DONE ANY OF THE GROUNDWORK???

NOT ONLY IS SHE ENJOYING THE FRUITS OF MY LABOUR, BUT SHE'S DEPRIVING ME OF MY SOFT, MOIST, DELICIOUS CENTRE BIT!!!

AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

If she reads this she'll deprive you of HER soft, moist delicious centre bit.

[list][*]Watches soaps.[/*]
[*]Not rinsing the soap suds of anything that's been washed up.
[*]Leaving cupboards/drawers open.[/*]
[*]Leaving the fridge door open until the item taken from it has been replaced after use (eg milk).[/*]
[*]Never empties the bin.[/*]
[*]Doesn't stack the dishwasher with any system, I can get twice as much in.[/*]
[*]Puts plastic and paper in a bag on the utility room top rather than take them to the recycling bins.[/*]
[*]Expects the hoover to work efficiently when the bag is nearly full.[/*]
[*]Hoovers around any large items of furniture.[/*]
[*]Hangs toilet roll unwinding closest to wall.[/*]
[*]Brakes before changing lanes when overtaking.[/*]
[*]Revs too hard in low gears.[/*]
[*]Believes the dog when it looks at her as if to say "I haven't been fed"[/*][/list]

Humming/singing any song that's recently featured on an advert. That's pretty much all she'll sing or hum, she's that easily influenced.

Getting into a debate and getting in a huff when I actually debate rather than just listening and nodding.

Asking seemingly rhetorical questions and getting in a huff when I don't answer.

Letting the food waste caddy overflow and piling stuff on the lid rather than just emptying it.

The way she eats pizza with a knife and fork and makes it sound like she's trying to saw the planet in half.

She has many, many plus points though that more than make up for these foibles.

She gives the most evasive answers to questions. One word answers usually. Factually accurate, but as much use as a chocolate tea pot. An MP would kill to have such skill.

Say, if I ring and ask where she is, she'll say out with Lauren (our daughter). Correct but tells me nothing.

If I do the same, she asks why I'm being funny.

It boils my piss to have to ask 20 questions to get the answer....

My dishwasher one:

On emptying it she places all the forks in the same direction. All the knives are placed to face the same direction. The same for the large spoons – they all point the same way.

Then she gets to the teaspoons and she just bungs them all in willy-nilly because 'they are getting used all the time' so no need to put them away neatly.

(Shakes head in disbelief)

I like America's Next Top Model as much as the next man

Plenty, in fact most of the ones mentioned above.

The latest one seems to be standing in the doorway when I am trying to get through and then not moving until I ask her to. Almost like it is a complete surprise that somebody walking in from the car with Tesco bags in both hands wants to get through a doorway from the hallway to the kitchen.

Reading this thread it's becoming clear I'm the annoying one in our relationship. Things I do which she frequently mentions, and I continue to do:

- Squeeze toothpaste from the middle
- Leave dirty clothes on top of the wash basket, not in it
- Always forget my wallet (mostly by accident)
- Constantly 'man-looking' as she calls it eg: not spotting my keys which are in plain sight and sat exactly where I always leave them
- Playing a game I call 'bin-buckaroo' where you win the game if you can keep jamming stuff into the kitchen bin even though it is completely full and obviously needs emptying, whoever empties it loses the game... when I see her empty it I wink and shout BIN BUCKAROO
- Making a load of racket or asking stupid questions about character's backstory when she's watching one of her drama Tv shows

...might have to get some flowers on the way home 😀

Every single day, she unplugs the toaster to charge her laptop, despite there being a variety of other plugs in the house that don't:

Clutter the kitchen top with cables.
Disable the toaster.

Toast is important, it should be allowed a dedicated plug socket FFS.

Leaving the fridge door open until the item taken from it has been replaced after use (eg milk).

I do that because [s]I read somewhere that the thermal mass of the objects is so high compared to that of the air that it doesn't matter if you let the cold air out[/s] I'm lazy.

A lot of things, but...

bencooper - Member
Used teabags being left on the worktop after making said cup of tea.....the bin is appx. 1 meter away.....
OH's family do this. We stayed in a holiday cottage where I watched her father walk across the kitchen, get a saucer, walk back, put the saucer on the counter, then put the teabag on it. The bin was right next to the counter.

I did ask, once, and was told it was because otherwise the tea bags were too hot to go straight in the bin. I'm amazed I haven't caused a bin fire yet.

Yes, finding teabags that have been put IN A BOWL NEXT TO, LIKE <1FT FROM, THE FOOD RECYCLING BIN BOILS MY PISS.
Using me as a sounding board for ideas she knows are fun but stupid but doesn't want to decide not to do herself.

Lying spoons flat on the draining board, right-way-up so they fill with little reservoirs of dishwater...

She then leaves them to dry up, like little oases of noxious slurry... Concentrated effluent of this morning's breakfast pots distilled down to a putrid grey snot...

Love her really... 🙄

When tools have been used for a job, they immediately disappear from perception, as if they no longer exist.
'Where are the allen keys, they are not in the shed?'
'I was using them outside.'
'How long ago?'
'A couple of days ago'
'But...it has been raining for the last couple of days'
Hence finding a nice set of rusted ball-end allen keys out in the garden.

'Where is the flat-head screwdriver?'
'I was painting earlier'
'Where is it now?'
'On the paint tin'
Finds screwdriver has been used to open paint tin and stir paint, is not cleaned and now encased in dry paint

Inhaling. Not loud, not rasping just continual and on going respiration.

Inhaling

but the exhaling doesn't bother you? or is it more like a constant low power vacuum cleaner?

toothpaste...she's a top squeezer and now the kids do it
food waste bin - she never empties it...just keeps on filling it beyond overflowing at times
she also over revs in low gear...when she exits the driveway she'll be revving past 2000rpm and the car hasnt even moved yet
leaves her shoes scattered all over the hallway but goes mental if my shoes or the kids shoes arent put away
never puts the clothes away...i'll bring the washing in and put mine and the kids stuff away and leave her stuff in a neat folded pile...few days later its still there
she doesnt put the washed dishes away...but when she does put the plates back in the plate rack its with a crash, bang, wallop...the number of plates that have got binned due to them being chipped
when she does wash up she never shakes the water off before leaving it on the drainer...a few hours later she will come and moan the the items are still wet...well they would be if you left them in a puddle!!
when she buys clothes instead of putting them away she leaves them for weeks in the bags scattered around the bedroom...and then when she wears them she never bothers taking the tags off
when she cooks she needs to use every utensil in the kitchen and then leave them all over the worktops in a mess....when its my turn to cook she'll be there in my ear telling me to tidy up as i cook
she wears the hijab...so has a scarf for every hour of the year...she uses pins and safety pins to keep them in place...always find them scattered around the house...i've stood on a few too...its only a matter of time before one of the kids does the same

i'm sure she's got an endless list of annoying things that i allegedly do

I would say borrowing tools for garden use, dandelion removal and general butchery, which is not a problem, only when you find said tool a week later covered in rust after being forgotten about.
Having a right hissy fit when I locked my toolbox because of it.
Had the same duvet problem, so now we have two single ones on the same bed, marital bliss.

Ex squaddie so I reckon I am OK ironing shirts, only to be constantly told I'm wrong!
But wouldn't swap her for anyone else, she is a saint to put up with me.

Oh and she doesn't get cycling for the sake of cycling, its just transport and should not be enjoyed?

amedias - Member

Inhaling

but the exhaling doesn't bother you? or is it more like a constant low power vacuum cleaner?

she leaves them for weeks in the bags scattered around the bedroom