What do you do that you don't understand how your SO can tolerate?

So, I have gas. When I start dating anyone some time around date number 3 or 4 I let it known that I can take down an elephant with my potent, naturally produced, nerve gas. At night I must exhale more with my ass than with my lungs. With the new girl doing all the cooking for me, it's starting to get better.

So, tell me what you do that is thoroughly intolerable.

 

i leave dishes in the sink.

i know it annoys the crap out of her, but im the anti-christ of dishes. Id rather mow the lawn for an hour than do the dishes for 5 mins.

 

No current SO... Last one was that I don't talk enough and analyze everything. He talked enough for both of us though.

 

I am very uncomfortable in large social situations, especially when I don't know anyone. This is a foreign concept to my "I-can-talk-to-anyone-for-hours" boyfriend. I've backed out of plans at the last minute, which is, admittedly, pretty terrible. I know this, but I still do it. It's one of the few things we've actually fought over.

 

Same issue here.

SO hates mingling with strangers, and I don't see the issue. We've agreed for me to go by myself to those situations.

 

Glad to know that there are more like me out there.
Fortunately my wife is very understanding of it.
My tendency to open the mail and scatter it all over the kitchen and not throw stuff away........not so understanding.

 

Fuck Face used to use that phrase all the time, and it was always followed by something completely out of left field that was always my fault. I still dread that phrase.

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Something else I do: forget to put down the valve that turns off the shower head. He's gotten a face full of cold water more than a few mornings. I would've long since sprayed me with the shower hose by now.

 

Mine auto shuts off, but I'm the same way. I always turn on the water and make sure it's warm, then get in.

:think: That sounds like a toilet seat argument now that I think of it.....

 

Too many to name

 

He doesn't like how I load the dishwasher. He has a precise system and I'm more slap and dash. So usually I'll give the dishes a quick rise and stack them on the counter near the sink, letting him put them in their 'right places'.

I'm allowed to put my own coffee cup on the top rack, though. Go me.

 

Me too Cayvmann!

 

I think you're being too hard on yourself, Freetofly.

 

He treats our humble suburban existence like we are under constant threat in war-torn Islamabad. He cannot leave our home without closing the drapes so tightly that not even a sliver of light could penetrate. All this is done to avert a pair of eyes peering in for the evil purpose of casing the joint prior to an imagined premeditated ransack.

Homey don’t live that way.
I leave doors open, washing machines running when I am not home, windows unlocked and my purse in my car. I am a risk-taker and leave a lot to chance. I already know that trying to control the uncontrollable is a futile waste of time.

Cavalier and cautious are like oil and water - don't mix.

 

I am not as extreme as your SO but I have to say, surely door locks and tempting window smashers with the purse in the car is something within your control eh?