The one thing your spouse does that drives you nuts?

[tarragon918]

This might not seem so bad and I’ll grant you it’s not evil bad, but it honestly drives me nuts: my SO will sweep up the kitchen, then leave the sweepings in a pile in front of the trash can. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve walked into the kitchen and stepped in a pile (small!) of kitchen floor sweepings! Honestly, how can you not sweep it up into the dust pan and empty it into the trash can?!?! :rolleyes: Now we have a dust pan with a handle on it; I went to pick it up after I had swept up the kitchen and there was trash in there - that I accidentally dumped onto the floor!

GAH!!!

[Feyrat]

I laughed all the way through this thread. Mostly because I kept ID’ing Mr. Rat in various other spouse’s bad behavior…

The one thing of his that drives me CRAZY is the random noises. He just… makes weird noises. While he’s reading, while he’s at the computer, while he’s cooking, sometimes asleep… I just don’t know. He’ll just be there going “bweeeeeeemmmmmmmmmmm” until I finally snap “OH MY GOD STOP!” Then he looks at me with this totally surprised face. As if we haven’t done this 100 times.

To be fair… he’s got one of those on me. I like to sing, I sing to myself… but often, I will be hearing the music in my head and only one line will actually make it out my mouth. All on-pitch and at good volume, but it’s just a random line out of the middle of a song. He’s always saying that makes him crazy

[j666]

@velveeta

Mine is afraid of pink and purple too.

Mine, too. Drives me crazy, because he looks great in pink.

My boss, otoh, always wears a pink (summer) or purple (winter) tie to power meetings.

[Violet_Femme]

He takes his shoes off under the kitchen table and leaves them there after dinner.

[Zulema]

It’s all speech related.

He can never just say what he wants to say. It’s like there are three different ways for him to say something in his brain then he’ll start one way, backtrack halfway to say the first half the second way then backtrack one third and say it the rest of the way the third way.

He repeats himself all the time aside from the above. Here’s an example:

Him:I thought you were going to work late.
Me: No, my appointment got canceled.
Him: Oh, I though you were going to work late.

He states uncertainties and estimates as though they were facts. I can’t think of a specific example right now. Anytime he states a fact to me I have to dig for details to make sure (only if i’m depending on what he says for a reason, otherwise I let it go).

He’s often will say something that’s not even words for the beginning of a sentence.

He also is constantly making noises with his mouth so I don’t know if it’s just noises or he’s trying to say something.

He can never get to the point of a story and will get stuck in a loop trying to remember a point that doesn’t matter to the story. This combines with the above problem to make him very hard to listen to without getting frustrated.

The farther away from me he is the softer and more mumbley his speech will be. If he’s close to me he talks super loud.

I have tried to get him to take some sort of speaking classes but he hasn’t. It’s a huge problem because it cuts down on how much I feel like talking to him.

[jackdavinci]

@Machine_Elf

And then she’ll repeat a single word (typically the subject) from the sentence she’s just spoken, as if she believes I actually heard every word except that particular one.

LOL because I have the exact opposite problem. Usually I’ll hear everything except for a particular word, and invariably if I say “what” I’ll have to sit through a repeat of the entire conversation except for that word. Or they’ll repeat the concept but rephrase it and I’ll have to say “yes, but what WORDS did you use the first time?”

[Spice_Weasel]

@phreesh

2. No trust. This is a biggie. We have two kids and I’m constantly getting, “Don’t let them play on the road. Don’t forget to feed them. Don’t let them throw rocks at each other.” Etc, etc. Really? DON’T let the kids die? Thank God you told me. And it’s not just the kids. It’s EVERTTHING. Don’t forget to go to work. Don’t forget to eat breakfast. Don’t forget sunscreen. Man, I hate that.

My husband once said to me, I swear to Og, "Don’t forget to peel the sticker off your fruit.‘’

[Hello_Again]

@Anne_Neville

I wish texts were free. Neither of us texts, because we’d have to pay for them. If they were free, maybe I could make a case to him for texting me instead of calling me when he’s ready to come home. Then I wouldn’t have to deal with his cell phone chitchat, which would be one less annoyance in my day.

Most cellphones let you add texts to your plan for a nominal fee. I have verizon, which is one of the more expensive providers and you get 250 texts per month for $5. I don’t think I’ve ever gone over but its become one of the better ways to communicate with my mother.

[FoieGrasIsEvil]

I *really *hate it when my wife goes out, gets really drunk, fucks other men, blames all of our relationship problems on me and then divorces me. Its so annoying!

[Quasimodem]

Doesn’t automatically use turn signals: “Well, no one’s behind me” or “Look how the car’s pointed! They know which way I’m turning” or “Shut up and let me drive!”.

Sorry, I just think it’s a good idea to use them when you’re changing lanes or making turns whether someone’s behind you or not.

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[VOW]

I’ve giggled so much reading this thread, I think I wet my pants. Is laughing considered cardio?

I’ve been married for 100 years now. Mr VOW does almost all the annoying things listed. I tell people that the reason we’ve been married so long, is that murder is STILL illegal.

It was hard to single out a favorite, but this one is definite gold. Mr VOW had absolutely perfect vision until he hit the dreaded middle age, and he became far-sighted. That pissed him off beyond words. And I had absolutely NO sympathy, because I think I was born with glasses. My vision is so bad, without glasses I probably need a dog or cane.

We made a family visit to the optometrist, and he got the official word that he needed glasses. By golly, he stomped into the frames lobby, parked his butt, and proceeded to order a pair that had every single bell, whistle and birdcall available. No line bifocal! Polaroid lenses! Unbreakable! Self-darkening lenses! He probably got ground up diamonds, too. EVEN WITH INSURANCE, his first pair of peepers cost me $800!

He won’t wear them. He tears apart the house looking for his glasses when he needs to read something, and ends up shoving the material in my hand and I have to read it to him. He squints and “plays the trombone” and makes a big to-do before he finally puts the glasses on his face. And he NEVER remembers to take his glasses into a restaurant, so he has to read the menu with his sunglasses.

I said, “Leave the stupid things on your face ALL THE TIME!” He won’t, because according to him, he doesn’t NEED glasses. (why did you buy the mofo bifocals, then???)

I have no sympathy, since I wear my glasses constantly, BECAUSE I LIKE TO SEE.

I need a Tylenol. Or a Vicodin.
~VOW

[Lissla_Lissar]

I wish Mr. Lissar wouldn’t say, “At one point in time”, because if something happened, of course it happened in time! Things don’t happen outside time! Don’t waste the breath! Also, in telling stories about his childhood, he always very carefully identifies which house and which house number he was living in, in spite of its total lack of context-providing for anyone, including me. He’s a bit OCD. Rather like Sr. olives.

I can give you a list of the things I do that bug the hell out of him very easily, and I think it’s a lot longer. I’m messy, I can destroy a kitchen in no time (our former housemate used to say that The kitchen has been Lisslaed) I make really strange sounds when I’m reading, and I leave jobs half-done.

]I’m grateful he puts up with me.