Those little annoying traits of the other half
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That's another thing. How the duck do you lose a car charger?
Can I borrow your car charger?
I bought you one last week. Where is yours?
I don't know?
What do you mean you don't know?!? It's a car charger where else would it be?!?!
I added up how much I've spent on phone chargers over the past year and it was a scary amount.
Can I borrow your car charger?
I bought you one last week. Where is yours?
I don't know?
What do you mean you don't know?!? It's a car charger where else would it be?!?!
I added up how much I've spent on phone chargers over the past year and it was a scary amount.
Many things, but I've learnt to pretty much take no notice these days and try not to let it annoy me. I've tried mentioning odd things in the past but it never goes well 
Also learn to accept the blame for everything even though it rarely ever is your fault
If it were one thing at the moment it would be this:
At the start of the year got signed off work sick for six weeks, I made good use of the time and she requested that I do dinner on the days she was at work so that we'd have food ready once the kids were in bed. I didn't have a problem with this and I like cooking anyway. Now the table has turned as she quit her job back in May (I told her to!) to spend more time being a Mum so I was therefore kind of hoping that I'd be coming home to a hot meal for at least a few days of the week, but no. More often than not the kids are bathed / put to bed and I ask "what is for dinner tonight" to which I get the response "oh I haven't really thought about it / prepared anything, what would you like / we've not got much in". I'm not entirely sure what she does do all day but she does claim to be being productive and I'm supposed to notice that she has cleaned the hob or whatever as soon as I walk in through the door. Arrggh.
Also learn to accept the blame for everything even though it rarely ever is your fault
If it were one thing at the moment it would be this:
At the start of the year got signed off work sick for six weeks, I made good use of the time and she requested that I do dinner on the days she was at work so that we'd have food ready once the kids were in bed. I didn't have a problem with this and I like cooking anyway. Now the table has turned as she quit her job back in May (I told her to!) to spend more time being a Mum so I was therefore kind of hoping that I'd be coming home to a hot meal for at least a few days of the week, but no. More often than not the kids are bathed / put to bed and I ask "what is for dinner tonight" to which I get the response "oh I haven't really thought about it / prepared anything, what would you like / we've not got much in". I'm not entirely sure what she does do all day but she does claim to be being productive and I'm supposed to notice that she has cleaned the hob or whatever as soon as I walk in through the door. Arrggh.
Label removal.
Female complete inability to cut label from new clothing / small household items, placing in bin and returning scissors to where they belong.
Currently have a selection of River Island/Next etc labels sitting around on top of bedroom furniture, often left on couch or windowsill too. Basically anywhere except the bin.
Anyone else suffer from this trait ?
Female complete inability to cut label from new clothing / small household items, placing in bin and returning scissors to where they belong.
Currently have a selection of River Island/Next etc labels sitting around on top of bedroom furniture, often left on couch or windowsill too. Basically anywhere except the bin.
Anyone else suffer from this trait ?
+1000 for the slamming car doors and boot thing.
I honestly believe she thinks it's her mission in life to smash the glass out of the car door one day by slamming it.
Treats the clutch in the car like an on/off switch when changing gear. I can feel the transmission shunt with every change.
Puts the climate control up to 28c or whatever its highest setting is when the car is stone cold in order to 'warm it up faster', despite me explaining on many occasions that it isn't how climate control works.
Asks me to perform all manner of minor tasks while she is sat down, such as 'can you make me a cup of tea', 'can you go upstairs and get my nail file kit'... I wouldn't dream of telling her to make me a cup of tea or go and get me something from upstairs just because I was sat on the sofa.
Tidies up absolutely everything the second it is put down, resulting in many conversations about where that item I just placed on the coffee table has gone to.
Complains bitterly that technology is too complicated whilst making no effort whatsoever to learn how to use Sky+, iTunes, eBay, our camera and other things work.
Always puts the lawnmower on its lowest setting to cut the grass despite me telling her that the shortest setting takes lumps out if the lawn, makes the grass go brown and results in it growing back twice as fast.
And many other things...
I honestly believe she thinks it's her mission in life to smash the glass out of the car door one day by slamming it.
Treats the clutch in the car like an on/off switch when changing gear. I can feel the transmission shunt with every change.
Puts the climate control up to 28c or whatever its highest setting is when the car is stone cold in order to 'warm it up faster', despite me explaining on many occasions that it isn't how climate control works.
Asks me to perform all manner of minor tasks while she is sat down, such as 'can you make me a cup of tea', 'can you go upstairs and get my nail file kit'... I wouldn't dream of telling her to make me a cup of tea or go and get me something from upstairs just because I was sat on the sofa.
Tidies up absolutely everything the second it is put down, resulting in many conversations about where that item I just placed on the coffee table has gone to.
Complains bitterly that technology is too complicated whilst making no effort whatsoever to learn how to use Sky+, iTunes, eBay, our camera and other things work.
Always puts the lawnmower on its lowest setting to cut the grass despite me telling her that the shortest setting takes lumps out if the lawn, makes the grass go brown and results in it growing back twice as fast.
And many other things...
lord trumpton said:
I often tell her its best to check and then put on the indicator as its likely someone will allow her to pull out or at least be aware of her intentions. She thinks thats wrong though.
She's totally right. It's "mirror-signal-manoeuvre", not "signal-mirror-manoeuvre", "signal-manoeuvre" or worse still, "manoeuvre". The correct way is to identify a gap, indicate to signal your intention, and then carry out your intention. There are far too many f
kers who think their indicators are either for use only in the event of an alien invasion or for asking/bullying other drivers into giving up their right of way.The lack of mechanical sympathy rings many bells, to add to the lists above - having power/charge/any cables attached to device which leave the socket and are then bent through 179 degrees immediately
Talking through TV programmes - not just ones only I like, stuff we watch together and that requires concentration / immersion / good eyes to pick up dialogue. Does it at the cinema too "oh thats awful", "oh look out"
Talking through TV programmes - not just ones only I like, stuff we watch together and that requires concentration / immersion / good eyes to pick up dialogue. Does it at the cinema too "oh thats awful", "oh look out"
Marvib said:
It took me 5 years to stop my missis slamming the car door.
Does anyone else get this though? I sit down to watch a film or show I haven't seen before and within 5 mins. she has told me who's guilty or the ending or which character dies, then asks why I've turned it off.
She's probably wrong; they all make up implausible stories...Does anyone else get this though? I sit down to watch a film or show I haven't seen before and within 5 mins. she has told me who's guilty or the ending or which character dies, then asks why I've turned it off.
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