I’ve been with my missus for the best part of 23 years. Naturally there are a myriad little things she does that annoys the balls off me.
Tonight’s a classic. When she sits down to watch something on the telly the volume will be too quiet. Unlike a normal person who would just turn it up to the right volume, she will do it over a series of excruciatingly small increments over the space of about 10 minutes.
Fills cupboards, very neatly I might add, so that in order to access the thing I need I have to remove 20 other items to get to it. They are so full that if you don’t put the 21 items back in exactly the same place they will not fit.
Again it’s a telly thing. She rules the remote. We have a thingy attached to the TV with a pair of side speakers and a woofer on the back. When a decent film is on that needs a bit of volume she will turn it up a tiny bit on every request. And then turn it down when I go for a pee or drink.
And when we’re eating she always dims the lights to a point where I cannot see what the fuck I’m eating. Romantic or summit.