Oh yeah, food, lol. He's really weird about processed food, or like, cream of crap casseroles. One time we had a blowout fight because I was going to serve green bean casserole at Christmas dinner. Don't eat it, then! Something with such an easy solution is just too hard for him to comprehend. And, surprise! Everyone loved it, even him.
Post by fivechickens on Mar 24, 2016 10:36:26 GMT -5
I don't remember the gist of the fight but we got into a fight our last day of our honeymoon. We were tired and cranky and just wanted to go home. I remember thinking how dumb the fight was and I was laughing/not taking it seriously which was making him more annoyed. Lol
OH I remember...we fighting over whether something was gold or brown.
Post by theoverlander on Mar 24, 2016 10:38:38 GMT -5
When dating, my now husband and I got in a huge fight about who was better for Buffy: Spike or Angel. I was team Spike (since he had gone out of his way to get his soul just for Buffy), and DH was team Angel because of their history. I was like what, their history of him turning evil and then bouncing out of town??? And he was like, um, Spike made a Buffy-Bot to bang whenever he wanted.
This fight lasted a long time. It still might be ongoing, now that I think about it.
LOL! In the middle of the airport, in front of passport control.
I had wheelchair assistance and SO insisted that I take it when we got off the flight from Europe (to the point where I had to double back and wait for the cart), thinking that he'd meet me at the top of the stairs. Only problem was that the cart took me to passport control and he was still waiting for me at the top of the stairs. Security wouldn't allow me to go back, so I talked an airport agent to help me out. She went to find him as he was coming down the stairs.
He was pissed off. How dare I not meet him where he expected me to meet him! How dare I not know where the cart was going to take me (there were 4 other people needing h/c assistance on the cart)! So *I* got pissed off and screamed at him like a fishwife (yeah, I know that this didn't help anything). When I calmed down, I asked him "what was I supposed to do when I found that the cart was taking me to passport control and not the top of the stairs, especially since I had not gone through it in this airport before and didn't know where it was going to take me?" He never answered that question.
Post by starburst604 on Mar 24, 2016 11:01:25 GMT -5
We fought playing Scrabble when we were dating. I was an avid Words With Friends player at the time and used one of the random words like "XI"....he insisted that if I didn't know the definition of that word, that it wasn't a word. So I could use no word unless I knew what it meant. I argued that there are lots of words that we know are in the dictionary but not necessarily what they mean. This went on and on and on. We have never played again, and for the record, when we've told someone else about the argument they always side with me.
Post by notsocreepylurker on Mar 24, 2016 11:42:50 GMT -5
Not mine but on another message board LONG ago a lady told this story and it always stuck with me.
She was pregnant and was craving Wendy's so she was going to get some for dinner on her way home. She called her husband and asked if he wanted anything and he said NO. She gets home and he proceeds to eat all of her fries. So she threw her frosty at him.
Everyone on that message board understood you don't mess with a pregnant ladies food and I was all what a waste of a Frosty!
When I first started hot yoga, I wanted one of those mat-length towels that stick to the mat. So I sent him the link to a black and grey one on Amazon, saying "this is the one I want." He decided to order it for me as a surprise. Lo and behold, they sent me a blue and orange one. H was so happy giving it to me, and I was such a bitch...I looked at it, and was like "Um, this is blue. I wanted black. I sent you black." He insisted the one I sent him was blue, so that's what he ordered. It erupted into a huge fight, including me yelling "Why the FUCK would I want blue and orange?! I don't even like blue and orange!" Turns out that Amazon doesn't save the color selection when you email a link.
This was easily over 4 years ago, and I still feel so guilty when I use that towel. I call it my shame towel.
Not mine but on another message board LONG ago a lady told this story and it always stuck with me.
She was pregnant and was craving Wendy's so she was going to get some for dinner on her way home. She called her husband and asked if he wanted anything and he said NO. She gets home and he proceeds to eat all of her fries. So she threw her frosty at him.
Everyone on that message board understood you don't mess with a pregnant ladies food and I was all what a waste of a Frosty!
Lol! Pregnant or not, I hate when this happens! I ask if he wants something, he says "Nah, I'll just have a bite of yours" NO SIR YOU WILL NOT.
His bits are really three bites in one. Half my burger gone in an instant. Rage.
When I was pregnant with my second we were discussing how we would make our oldest share. I said she didn't have to share special toys (like loveys) and he said she had to share anything she wasn't currently using. I disagreed and he dug in and then I fucking lost it on him, called him a communist, and ran sobbing from the room. For what it's worth I asked my college class to weigh I'm the next day and they all agreed with me.
Post by pantsparty on Mar 24, 2016 12:09:26 GMT -5
The last dumb fight we had was he had ordered a piece of wood in the same style as my handbag armoire and needed to buy hooks for it to hang up coats. Well, the hardware on the armoire is satin brass and he picked up nickel hooks, and I was like, "No, that's not going to work," and he got all huffy at ME. But he went back to Lowe's and got the right hooks.
Another time I left a pan on the stove for like an HOUR and he got mad because it needed some heavy-duty scrubbing and I was like, "WTF? You don't need to clean that! You're getting mad over something I didn't even ask you to do!"
For some reason I can't recall a stupid argument in which I was wrong. Probably because I'm awesome and perfect.
When we were engaged we got this letter in the mail from his stock options- or something. We had $13,000 fall into our lap and I wanted to put it toward the wedding and he did not (we paid for our own wedding and basically ate ramen to pay for it). We had like, a 3 hour fight. I was crying and saying he didn't love me, he got all upset. We got soooo worked up. Dude, we were dumb. There never was any extra money, lol. We totally read that paper wrong. We laughed sooo hard about how dumb we were and how all that fighting was not even necessary.
XH and I once got into a pull the car over screaming match while on a road trip... Over a flock of birds. I said they were sparrows and he insisted they were ducks. I think he might have been right. He was a duck hunter after all.
Post by pantsparty on Mar 24, 2016 12:26:56 GMT -5
Oh, one time my H got RULL MAD when he was installing automatic light switches in the house and blamed it on me because, "I'm the only one thinking of electricity use in this house!" It's true, I leave light switches on all the time. He used to patiently ask me to please close the cabinets and I kept leaving them open until finally he was like, "GOOD GOD WOMAN I KEEP RUNNING INTO THEM!"
LOL. These fights never last long because I am usually in the wrong, and I hate fighting, so I admit guilt quickly.
I used to get irate when he would eat the last of something I wanted. Now I have noticed he never finishes off ANYTHING. Smart man
How to fold towels. He does it wrong. They don't fit as well in the closet when he folds them. I told him he was folding the towels wrong, so he picked up all the laundry he folded and threw it on the ground. Dude, the rest was fine. I was just going to refold your wrongly folded towels. He still folds them wrong. I just correct it after it's all put away now.
My H folds towels wrong as well. He folds them in thirds - it makes them thicker than in half and then he crams them in the closet. And when you pull one out they all tumble out. Pisses me off every time.
Oh, one time my H got RULL MAD when he was installing automatic light switches in the house and blamed it on me because, "I'm the only one thinking of electricity use in this house!" It's true, I leave light switches on all the time. He used to patiently ask me to please close the cabinets and I kept leaving them open until finally he was like, "GOOD GOD WOMAN I KEEP RUNNING INTO THEM!"
LOL. These fights never last long because I am usually in the wrong, and I hate fighting, so I admit guilt quickly.
I used to get irate when he would eat the last of something I wanted. Now I have noticed he never finishes off ANYTHING. Smart man
LOL what was that Tina Fey movie where she kept running in to the drawers her H left open? LOL I was dying laughing at that scene!
When dating, my now husband and I got in a huge fight about who was better for Buffy: Spike or Angel. I was team Spike (since he had gone out of his way to get his soul just for Buffy), and DH was team Angel because of their history. I was like what, their history of him turning evil and then bouncing out of town??? And he was like, um, Spike made a Buffy-Bot to bang whenever he wanted.
This fight lasted a long time. It still might be ongoing, now that I think about it.
How to fold towels. He does it wrong. They don't fit as well in the closet when he folds them. I told him he was folding the towels wrong, so he picked up all the laundry he folded and threw it on the ground. Dude, the rest was fine. I was just going to refold your wrongly folded towels. He still folds them wrong. I just correct it after it's all put away now.
My H was folding towels and folded the washcloths and hand towels into triangles! We didn't fight about it because it was so ridiculous I just laughed.
He comes home and one of the first things he does is he grabs a stack of at least 20 towels and places the stack on the counter. I get so angry. How hard is it to walk 10 steps to the closet and grab a new one if you need it? Then he uses a new towel every time even the tiniest crumb drops. I literally end up with a sink full of wet kitchen towels every day when he's home.
When dating, my now husband and I got in a huge fight about who was better for Buffy: Spike or Angel. I was team Spike (since he had gone out of his way to get his soul just for Buffy), and DH was team Angel because of their history. I was like what, their history of him turning evil and then bouncing out of town??? And he was like, um, Spike made a Buffy-Bot to bang whenever he wanted.
This fight lasted a long time. It still might be ongoing, now that I think about it.
Team Angel. He's way hotter. And the Buffy Bot was really creepy. And he couldn't help losing his sole! And he left because he LOVES her!
Post by lochnessie on Mar 24, 2016 12:50:09 GMT -5
Only because this was just last week... I was pissed my husband cleaned the stove. The cleaning lady was coming the next day, she'll do that! Clean something that matters dude, like the bazillion toys and crap on the floor!