Not loading the dishwasher "right" - putting bowls on the lower rack before the bowl section in the top rack is full, and not spreading out the silverware evenly. Corollary: using more bowls in one stack in the cupboard than the other, rendering them uneven.
Leaving water on the sink after he brushes his teeth or shaves. There's a towel within 6 INCHES of the sink - use it, goddamnit!
Moving the remotes/controllers from right next to me on the couch to the side table on the OTHER side of the couch where I cannot reach them.
One of the coolest things about having a kid... our anal little kid goes and shuts them behind him. And kind of loudly.
He's actually gotten a little better since she follows behind slamming the cupboards shut. There are still days I walk though and see all the upper cupboards she can't shut are allllllll open. WTF?
*note, I'm SURE i have other ones, but that was the first one that popped into my mind. I might not smash him over it, but if I'm annoyed as fuck about other stuff, it's one of those last straw kind of things.
Oh and he is always looking for his damn keys and wallet. WTF? Keep them in ONE place!(and asks me about them... I totally stopped helping him look a few years ago.)
Leaves dirty dishes on the counters. Not just next to the sink, I do that, too. But he will cover any available inch of space with dirty dishes so there is no space to make dinner.
Post by Captain Jack Harkness on Aug 1, 2013 15:26:52 GMT -5
Stacks a billion dishes on top of each other on the drying rack and then never puts them away once they're dry. Also, not drying off and putting away the pots and pans as soon as he's done washing them. Instead, he usually opts to include them in the aforementioned giant stack in the drying rack.
He moves the decorative pillows on the couch and then doesn't put them back. Or if by chance he happens to put them back, they're just tossed on the couch, not lined up neatly like my OCD self likes them to be.
Say we have a quart of skim milk in the fridge that is almost empty, and a new one of a different brand (but still skim milk) that we haven't opened yet.
If he goes to pour a glass of milk, he'll open the new milk because he refuses to mix the "two different milks."
Put his already washed and folded (by me) laundry away in his closet. It sits in the basket until the next time I need to do laundry, at which point I put his clothes in a pile on his side of the bed.
He manages to drip coffee everywhere when he makes it and never wipes it up.
He also constantly asks me if the dishes in the dishwasher are clean or dirty. We have a motherfucking magnet on the dishwasher that says "Clean/Dirty" to indicate the answer, yet he still asks.
He leaves the almost empty milk and juice in the fridge, like with two sips left in it.
He doesn't dry himself properly before walking around after the shower, leaving puddles all over the bathroom floor.
H asks me where everything is, all the time.
He leaves his dirty socks on the floor or on the bed.
He leaves his entire work clothes of the day on the bed, dirty shirt, suit, belt, etc
he leaves hangers on the bed when he gets dressed in the morning. While I am STILL SLEEPING in it.
He refuses to buy produce because he says he doesn't know how to pick and I am too anal. JUST DON'T BUY THE MOLDY BAG OF GRAPES, JACKASS. i am not that picky.
He refuses to take pain meds for headaches (like advil or tylenol) and instead spends the whole day complaining about his headache.
Post by shostakovich on Aug 1, 2013 15:33:03 GMT -5
His chewing should be registered with the CIA as a mechanism of torture.
The other night in bed, he was yawning every thirty seconds, seriously like clockwork. I even counted. I seriously can't explain it, but it was making me bonkers. It's like even in his yawning, he is meticulous.
When he takes his shoes off, he leaves them *right* in front of the door. Because no one ever uses that.