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It finally clicked with her that "recycling" means "goes into the same compartment of the garbage truck on garbage day" and she, in fact, is not saving the world.Wants to save the world by recycling, hasn’t broken down a box since the box was invented.
Recycling bin is 3 steps from the sink, all recyclables are next to the sink.
Recycling bin in the kitchen is full and take it to the garage? Nah, don’t bring the shit out to the garage, just stack it up and smash it down so I can’t slide the garbage/recycling bins out of the cabinet. When that fails stack the recycling on the counter above the bins.
Makes an absolute mess on the counters, waits for me to do dishes and then complains that I didn’t wipe down the counters……..then complains that I use the wrong rag to wipe down the counter. Me “YOU made this fucking mess not me, I’ve been home for a whole 45 minutes and you’re home all day. Did the disaster fairy’s come in and shit all over the counter?!?!”
Will use EVERY FUCKING DISH WE HAVE TO MAKE THE SIMPLEST MEALS knowing full well I do the dishes.
Doesn’t wipe down or rinse off the dishes and leaves them on the counter all day. Eggs, cheese, chocolate ice cream…..doesn’t matter, I’ll just use a jackhammer to get your soup off this bowl.
Makes eggs every morning, leaves the egg residue to sit and eat away at the non stick pans. Claims it’s not the eggs eating the pans it’s me using high heat. I use the same pan maybe 2 days a week and wash it off immediately after I eat, pans are rated to about 600°. We do not have a single pan that food doesn’t stick to except my cast iron ones. I’m on strike now and I will not wash that pan anymore.
Been driving the same car for 5 years, doesn’t know where it fits yet or how wide it is. I’ve replaced 2 of her mirrors and I’m pretty sure she intentionally parks like a douchebag on garbage day so I have to move her car to get the cans out……then bitches that I parked her car too close to the wall. Meanwhile I back in an Escalade and have to fold in the mirrors so I don’t destroy it on the wall and I’m maybe 3” from the wall on the passenger side.
Me “I’m making a Target run on the way home, do we need anything?” Her (after an hour delay) “Nope”. I get home and we have no milk, butter, napkins, toilet paper, coffee, creamer or any revolving essentials.
Picked up a few classes to teach at our local fitness center to “Help out a little more with money. It’s an easy $60 for 2 hours of work.” Ok, that’s fine and I appreciate it but I make more than that in one hour of overtime. Go pick up our son from daycare and let me work 3 hours of OT a day and pick up one day on the weekend and I double my paycheck. Nope, I need to be home.
Complains about “man flu” and how men turn into babies when they get sick and want to be waited on hand and foot, makes shots about it when I get the sniffles. I’m the guy that goes to work when I should be in the hospital and when I’m sick I want to 100% be left the fuck alone. Also gets mad at me because she’s the hypochondriac fitness nut and I have a better immune system than her, I don’t get sick and if I do it’s pretty nasty.
Jekyll and Hyde when she’s drunk or nearing her period. Cops a HUGE attitude for zero reason and if I say nothing or don’t let it affect me she gets mad, if I react and tell her she’s mad at something else and taking it out on me she gets mad.
Lmaooooo ???????Wants to save the world by recycling, hasn’t broken down a box since the box was invented.
Recycling bin is 3 steps from the sink, all recyclables are next to the sink.
Recycling bin in the kitchen is full and take it to the garage? Nah, don’t bring the shit out to the garage, just stack it up and smash it down so I can’t slide the garbage/recycling bins out of the cabinet. When that fails stack the recycling on the counter above the bins.
Makes an absolute mess on the counters, waits for me to do dishes and then complains that I didn’t wipe down the counters……..then complains that I use the wrong rag to wipe down the counter. Me “YOU made this fucking mess not me, I’ve been home for a whole 45 minutes and you’re home all day. Did the disaster fairy’s come in and shit all over the counter?!?!”
Will use EVERY FUCKING DISH WE HAVE TO MAKE THE SIMPLEST MEALS knowing full well I do the dishes.
Doesn’t wipe down or rinse off the dishes and leaves them on the counter all day. Eggs, cheese, chocolate ice cream…..doesn’t matter, I’ll just use a jackhammer to get your soup off this bowl.
Makes eggs every morning, leaves the egg residue to sit and eat away at the non stick pans. Claims it’s not the eggs eating the pans it’s me using high heat. I use the same pan maybe 2 days a week and wash it off immediately after I eat, pans are rated to about 600°. We do not have a single pan that food doesn’t stick to except my cast iron ones. I’m on strike now and I will not wash that pan anymore.
Been driving the same car for 5 years, doesn’t know where it fits yet or how wide it is. I’ve replaced 2 of her mirrors and I’m pretty sure she intentionally parks like a douchebag on garbage day so I have to move her car to get the cans out……then bitches that I parked her car too close to the wall. Meanwhile I back in an Escalade and have to fold in the mirrors so I don’t destroy it on the wall and I’m maybe 3” from the wall on the passenger side.
Me “I’m making a Target run on the way home, do we need anything?” Her (after an hour delay) “Nope”. I get home and we have no milk, butter, napkins, toilet paper, coffee, creamer or any revolving essentials.
Picked up a few classes to teach at our local fitness center to “Help out a little more with money. It’s an easy $60 for 2 hours of work.” Ok, that’s fine and I appreciate it but I make more than that in one hour of overtime. Go pick up our son from daycare and let me work 3 hours of OT a day and pick up one day on the weekend and I double my paycheck. Nope, I need to be home.
Complains about “man flu” and how men turn into babies when they get sick and want to be waited on hand and foot, makes shots about it when I get the sniffles. I’m the guy that goes to work when I should be in the hospital and when I’m sick I want to 100% be left the fuck alone. Also gets mad at me because she’s the hypochondriac fitness nut and I have a better immune system than her, I don’t get sick and if I do it’s pretty nasty.
Jekyll and Hyde when she’s drunk or nearing her period. Cops a HUGE attitude for zero reason and if I say nothing or don’t let it affect me she gets mad, if I react and tell her she’s mad at something else and taking it out on me she gets mad.
Yeah that’s frustrating. Gotta set your expectations early when it comes to how the finances will be managed in a relationship, most women will continuously want to push the limit further and further when it comes to what a man will pay for.Another fun one is spends her money on “wants” and then complains about the way I go about spending my money on our “needs”.
She’s currently driving an ‘07 Ford Ranger that I gave her. I got it from an auction. It was cheap, presentable and reliable/easy to work on. We made the decision over a year ago to sell her vehicle with a payment to cut her expenses while she saved up for something she wants and can afford while getting out of a ridiculous payment she got into during her last relationship. All she does is complain about the Ranger, meanwhile not saving towards something else. Lately I’ve noticed she keeps asking “well what are you doing with your Yukon, maybe I’ll take that over?” Yeah sorry. You got a reliable vehicle free of charge that does 20+ to the gallon, can haul light barn related stuff and has heat, AC and a radio.
Yeah that’s frustrating. Gotta set your expectations early when it comes to how the finances will be managed in a relationship, most women will continuously want to push the limit further and further when it comes to what a man will pay for.
Oh boy not sure I can do this within the character limit
Hardly cooks anymore
Doesn’t clean anything
Doesn’t do laundry
Doesn’t put laundry away
Lives out of a laundry basket
If one bathroom is out of toilet paper she goes into another and doesn’t restock anything
Eats shit at midnight and complains about her weight
Anything she does is with least amount of effort possible. Will grab cheese out of the drawer and just toss it on a shelf and not even seal the bag.
Doesn’t throw out garbage
Doesn’t pay bills
Doesn’t grab the mail
Never puts anything away
Makes a mess in every room
Doesn’t organize anything, just stacks shit on shit
First one to blame everyone else for things she does. Like gets snippy with the kids if they leave clothes on the floor but she has clothes in every room on the floor from her
Doesn’t dust
Leaves empty bottles in the shower
Complains she doesn’t have nice things when all she has to do is take care of or clean things
Wants to hang out and falls asleep within 5min every fucking time
Is obsessed with her job and talks about nothing else
Comes home and sits in the driveway for 20min scrolling on her phone. Doesn’t matter if I have to leave at a certain time she is too concerned with herself only
Has no time management
Has no boundaries and let’s her job fuck her every chance they get
Spends $125+ a month on Starbucks, never finishes her drinks and leaves the cups everywhere
If I wash the bed sheets and don’t put them on she will complain when she has to put them on the bed.
Opens the window and turns on the ac in winter regardless.
Will only do grocery pickup
Just shovels shit into cabinets, won’t throw out old shit
Doesn’t believe in expiration dates
Thinks working 40hr weeks and driving the kids to activities means she doesn’t have to do a fucking thing at home
First thing she does when getting home or getting the kids to bed is jump on the couch and doesn’t move much after that. I’m lucky she lets out the dogs
That’s all i got for now