Anyone else's wife faff about un-necessarily?

[RC1807]

TooMany2cvs said:

nonsequitur said:

Robertj21a said:

nonsequitur said:

We are far too busy man-faffing to post on here.

Do men faff about - more than women ??

Probably, but not as much. Not that we would admit it. We may think that it fits into another category altogether, but it's faffing really.

It's not faffing. It's filling in the time while we wait for our other halves to finish faffing.

Sorry, I disagree.

Every year at Le Mans, one of our group can spend up to one hour faffing with his camera stuff in the back of the car before we head out from our camp site.
Thursday eve for quali.
Friday for Drivers' Parade
Saturday pre-race.
Saturday eve.
Sunday morning...
He's told, ONE HOUR before we leave when we're leaving. Always fails to be on time with us.
Big faffer.

The silliest thing is, in all the years he's been faffing with all this camera equipment, we've seen about 10 LM pics - and they were, for the most part, distinctly average.


Cool starry bra, etc.

[AstonZagato]

Lance Catamaran said:

I'm not married, but I can nominate my dad as being one of the worst for this. If for example he needs to go out at 10am the routine will be as follows

8am - wake up
8:30-10:30am - cup of tea, browse the internet, have a shower, read the paper, another cup of tea, check his emails
10:30-10:45 - run around frantically telling everyone else to get ready as they're going to be late, not being able to find his keys or something else important whilst mum sits there tapping her fingers since she was ready to leave an hour ago
10:45 - check every door and window is locked three times, remember that he needs to check his email again or set the tv up to record something
11:00ish - leave and get flustered because they turn up late


On the plus side I'm well used to it now, so if they ever coming to visit I just add at least an hour onto their ETA

Son! Didn't know you were on here...

To be fair, I'd be more like:
8am - wake up
8:00-10:00 - feed the dogs, feed the cats, cup of tea, browse the internet, read the paper, cup of coffee, check emails.
10:00am - wife says we are going to be late. You need to get ready now.
10:00-10:30 - shave, bath, dress, downstairs ready to go
11:00 - wife and kids ready to go
11:05 - wife tells me it is my fault we are always late

[Gary29]

Mine would be late for EVERYTHING if it wasn't for me sorting her life out for her every single time.

I've let her crack on herself a few times, and inevitably she's late or misses a bus/train/appointment etc, yet somehow remains incredibly nonchalant about the whole scenario and always seems to come out of it smelling of roses and unscathed anyway, not sure how she does it.

If I want to organise something for a specific time, I'll tell her to be ready for the previous hour, then any faffing is already allowed for.

[TooMany2cvs]

Mothersruin said:

Willy Nilly said:

My parents are massive tight wads, tighter than me and tighter than a bulls arse in fly season. The have solar PV panels of the roof which make a nice chunk of cash.

Their over is electric, quite old and has a little LDC clock that must use about a billionth of an amp. So they turn it off at the wall to save this miniscule amount of electricity. Trouble is, when the boil the kettle, it's ALWAYS full, so any saving they make in the next hundred years turning the oven off at the wall gets wiped out every time the boil the kettle.

What's their logic, assuming you've pointed that out.

It's a generational thing.

Anything left switched on that's not actively in use = WASTE! EXPENSIVE WASTE!

But, well, the kettle boiling is the kettle boiling, isn't it? How can it possibly cost more to boil just because there's more water in? You're saving money, because you're boiling more water for the same cost... My mother does this. She has a maths degree. She started off her working life as a mainframe programmer in the '60s...

The number of times I've had to explain to SWMBO what a kWh is, and the price of it. Don't even start me on "wasting water, and we're on a meter..."

[Gary C]

Still can't remember that thing she told me to remind her about this month.

Ho hum.

Will still be my fault

[Evangelion]

I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's reading threads like this that make me thankful I'm single.

It all reminds me of the story about a friend of mine, when a casual female acquaintance found out how old he is. (He's 70 but only looks about 50. The swine.)

She said, "What's your secret of staying so young?"

He looked her straight in the eye and replied, "Never having had a woman in my life!"

[VGTICE]

[quote=Evangelion]I've said it before and I'll say it again, it's reading threads like this that make me thankful I'm single./quote]

You misogynistic swine. I joke I joke, you're absolutely right about this. They say you can't live without them etc but that's BS.

[fttm]

Nice afternoon here , we decided on a barbie later and agreed to walk down the local store together to get supplies . Since that conversation and despite reminders , she's had a snack , made some new shorts and is currently in the shower
Thinking I may as well fk off to the bar instead .

[oldbanger]

We were supposed to be going out today. Revised time for departure is now 1pm

Me: Ready, have done two wash loads and hung out, made breakfast
Grandad: Up and ready, has walked dog, got breakfast
OH: Still upstairs somewhere, no idea
Kid 1: Still in bed
Kid 2: on 2nd outfit change, but still wearing PJ top and barefoot

[nonsequitur]

oldbanger said:

We were supposed to be going out today. Revised time for departure is now 1pm

Me: Ready, have done two wash loads and hung out, made breakfast
Grandad: Up and ready, has walked dog, got breakfast
OH: Still upstairs somewhere, no idea
Kid 1: Still in bed
Kid 2: on 2nd outfit change, but still wearing PJ top and barefoot

This story has legs. And then....

[oldbanger]

nonsequitur said:

This story has legs. And then....

Lol, shockingly, it all pulled together which was a bit of a first! This did involve the OH bursting into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst I was on the loo, about 5 minutes to 1, which given the placement of the sink meant I had their arse in my face and had to wait for them to finish until I could get up.

Usually what happens is that the OH starts chuntering that I've made them late, after the departure time has passed, and that they've been waiting for me to get ready the whole time. The most memorable time involved them telling the kids they were making them late, whilst they were still sat in the bath on the phone.

[Pothole]

oldbanger said:

nonsequitur said:

This story has legs. And then....

Lol, shockingly, it all pulled together which was a bit of a first! This did involve the OH bursting into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst I was on the loo, about 5 minutes to 1, which given the placement of the sink meant I had their arse in my face and had to wait for them to finish until I could get up.

Usually what happens is that the OH starts chuntering that I've made them late, after the departure time has passed, and that they've been waiting for me to get ready the whole time. The most memorable time involved them telling the kids they were making them late, whilst they were still sat in the bath on the phone.

They? Them?

Intriguing...

[Djtemeka]

Moonhawk said:

robinessex said:

After numerous incidents in the kitchen, SWMBO putting food onto cook, and then buggering off somewhere else to Facebook her friends, fitted up smoke alarm. Now gone off 8 times in 1 week. It's my fault for putting it in a sensitive location!

My wife is the same.

Asked me on Sunday if I wanted a bacon butty - yes says I. 5 minutes later - I come in the living room to find her on her laptop and I can hear a weird bubbling sound coming from the kitchen. I go into the kitchen and find that she turned the grill on full but left the grill pan, which is still full of fat from yesterday's bacon butty, under it with the grill door closed - kitchen now full of smoke!

She does a similar thing with toast. Rather than set the toaster to cook toast to 100% - she instead sets it to cook to 75%. When the toast pops out under-cooked, so she puts it back in, then forgets that it is on the second round of cooking. Invariably the toast comes out black and the kitchen is full of smoke.

You know the numbers on the toaster are "minutes", not "level of toastiness".

[karona]

Pothole said:

oldbanger said:

nonsequitur said:

This story has legs. And then....

Lol, shockingly, it all pulled together which was a bit of a first! This did involve the OH bursting into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst I was on the loo, about 5 minutes to 1, which given the placement of the sink meant I had their arse in my face and had to wait for them to finish until I could get up.

Usually what happens is that the OH starts chuntering that I've made them late, after the departure time has passed, and that they've been waiting for me to get ready the whole time. The most memorable time involved them telling the kids they were making them late, whilst they were still sat in the bath on the phone.

They? Them?

Intriguing...

Gender neutral. I hope you're not making assumptions as to the gender of either partner

[Pothole]

karona said:

Pothole said:

oldbanger said:

nonsequitur said:

This story has legs. And then....

Lol, shockingly, it all pulled together which was a bit of a first! This did involve the OH bursting into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst I was on the loo, about 5 minutes to 1, which given the placement of the sink meant I had their arse in my face and had to wait for them to finish until I could get up.

Usually what happens is that the OH starts chuntering that I've made them late, after the departure time has passed, and that they've been waiting for me to get ready the whole time. The most memorable time involved them telling the kids they were making them late, whilst they were still sat in the bath on the phone.

They? Them?

Intriguing...

Gender neutral. I hope you're not making assumptions as to the gender of either partner

Just seems a clunky long-winded way of telling a story (and why would we care which gender either or both parties is or are?)

[glenrobbo]

Pothole said:

oldbanger said:

nonsequitur said:

This story has legs. And then....

Lol, shockingly, it all pulled together which was a bit of a first! This did involve the OH bursting into the bathroom to brush their teeth whilst I was on the loo, about 5 minutes to 1, which given the placement of the sink meant I had their arse in my face and had to wait for them to finish until I could get up.

Usually what happens is that the OH starts chuntering that I've made them late, after the departure time has passed, and that they've been waiting for me to get ready the whole time. The most memorable time involved them telling the kids they were making them late, whilst they were still sat in the bath on the phone.

They? Them?

Intriguing...

Oh god, you poor thing!

One is bad enough, I don't know how anyone could cope with a harem.

[King Herald]

WinstonWolf said:

nonsequitur said:

Have not seen this one so far: Cleaning the house before the cleaner arrives!

(If of course you are fortunate enough to employ domestic help.)

And cleaning the hotel room before the cleaners arrive

That's one that always bugs me! Wtf, straightening the bed covers, when they will change them anyway???

The most I ever do in a hotel is make sure there are no skid marks in the toilet bowl, but maybe that is just me.....

[King Herald]

Couple of days ago I planned to go out early for a ride on my BMW, nice early start, as soon as the daughter is off to school.

So I get the daughter up, 6:45, I feed the dogs, wash the dishes, daughter is late for the bus so, I run her to school, I clean up the dog poops, run two lots of laundry through the machine, have my breakfast...

...and I'm ready to hit the road 8:30.......bike is outside..I have my gear on......

.....then the wife gets up and says "can I come with you"....... I'll just have a quick shower.....



Ten o'clock we finally leave, I am stressed, annoyed, because this my a little 'me' time I had planned and I am too soft to tell the wife that I didn't want her along.

The roads are crammed, the going is slow...but eventually I chilled out and we had a good day out, ended up in Bala Lake steam railway station for lunch.

[DRFC1879]

Me time. That's another thing they don't get isn't it.

I can't relax in the bath without being asked a million pointless questions then being told to get out after ten minutes because she's bored. Then when she's in there I usually think something along the lines of "Nice one, I can watch the snooker for half an hour without being told to turn it off." Five minutes later I get the shout "Come and talk to me while I'm in the bath. So I end up sitting on the bog lid making crappy small talk about nothing while straining my ear to hear whether Ding Junhui has cleared up or if that difficult red on the cushion has scuppered his break.

It's the same with socialising.

I love the missus and all that but I can't nip out for a jar on a Friday with a few blokes from the street without getting a massive guilt trip about "leaving" her. "What am I going to do while you're out?" and all that nonsense.

On the rare occasions she goes out with her mates (after deliberating over it for weeks and on the off chance that she doesn't back out at short notice again!) she starts justifying it up front.

"You've remembered I'm out with Gert tonight haven't you but you did go to the pub last Friday so it's only fair..."

Seriously, I couldn't give a monkey's. It's not tit-for-tat. She can go out whenever she likes. I'll play some poker, read a book, catch up on Gold Rush, Top Gear, Pornhub whatever.

[Monkeylegend]

DRFC1879 said:

Me time. That's another thing they don't get isn't it.

I can't relax in the bath without being asked a million pointless questions then being told to get out after ten minutes because she's bored. Then when she's in there I usually think something along the lines of "Nice one, I can watch the snooker for half an hour without being told to turn it off." Five minutes later I get the shout "Come and talk to me while I'm in the bath. So I end up sitting on the bog lid making crappy small talk about nothing while straining my ear to hear whether Ding Junhui has cleared up or if that difficult red on the cushion has scuppered his break.

It's the same with socialising.

I love the missus and all that but I can't nip out for a jar on a Friday with a few blokes from the street without getting a massive guilt trip about "leaving" her. "What am I going to do while you're out?" and all that nonsense.

On the rare occasions she goes out with her mates (after deliberating over it for weeks and on the off chance that she doesn't back out at short notice again!) she starts justifying it up front.

"You've remembered I'm out with Gert tonight haven't you but you did go to the pub last Friday so it's only fair..."

Seriously, I couldn't give a monkey's. It's not tit-for-tat. She can go out whenever she likes. I'll play some poker, read a book, catch up on Gold Rush, Top Gear, Pornhub whatever.

That's not faffing, it's smothering.