64 Times People Asked Their Partner To Stop Doing Something Gross, And Failed

Stuffed soiled baby diapers under my couch because her fat a*s was too lazy to get up and walk 8 feet to the garbage can. I found them a month after she moved out and my house still stank.

My ex would order a side salad at a restaurant and when pouring the dressing on and when the small cup was empty, instead of using a fork or spoon to scrape the sides of the dressing cup onto the salad, would LICK the cup and proceed to SPIT the dressing on her salad. IN PUBLIC. At home too obviously, still disgusting, but in public!?!?! I refused to take her to any restaurant nicer than a Waffle House. 🤢.

I love my fiance so very very much. But the used balled up tissues are everywhere. I swear our apartment has added flammability from the amount of wadded up tissues just being present.

Gave me an insane amount of c**p about cancelling a scheduled date because I had to drive my grandma back to her hometown (she was hospitalized in the city I lived and discharged for hospice). Grandma practically wanted to d*e in her home as a last request. I really liked my gf but I couldn't handle the disrespect and resentment after she told me her feelings were valid and I should have apologized for cancelling. I broke up with her the week after.

That her boundaries are concrete solid and never to be questioned and my boundaries is just me being an unreasonable vindictive a*****e.

She wanted to declaw our new kitten, and then I realized she's always been a p.o.s. and we split.

I dated a girl that would 100% pee the bed when intoxicated. Waking up to pissed on sheets when we were both hungover was not cool. That was many years ago, and she has been sober for nearly 20 years.

Popped the staph abscess on my b**t.

Doc wasn't able to lance it, but she went in and got it immediately with no further complications. Thing kept me from sitting down properly for a week.

It was a nasty job and I am still so grateful to her. She is a saint. We're getting married :).

Her car is a mess all the time. Disgusting.

She's an ex. But she was eating boogers. Yeah I know, we were licking each other's privates, but seeing her out of the corner of my eye, while watching a movie, picking her nose and eating that booger was a real showstopper for me.

When we have leftover pasta my wife carefully, meticulously washes her hands, then *grabs* the leftover noodles from the pot and places them into a ziplock bag, instead of using the tongs.


She says that it's because "evolution made the human hand the most efficient grasping tool."


I once asked her to use the tongs and she informed me that, "not even God could stop her from grabbing spaghetti".

Her side of the bathroom looks like when the sirens go off in Silent Hill.

My ex is leaving in less than 10 days. Went through the process to evict her, and her man-child. Personally, I believe a home should be clean and presentable, organized, and things put away. Yes I give room for “lived in,” because that’s normal. After I sold my home and bought the one we just moved in to, I realized more and more it was just a constant stream of boundary violations from her, and her man-child:

 

1) Cleanliness. Great example of that, is I asked for things not to be thrown, dropped, and left on stairwells. It’s a safety hazard. It’s also very demoralizing because it shows that, “this is what I think of you, you are to clean up after me.” After I explained to her why it’s rude to expect someone else to clean up after you with this regard, she burst out laughing. Wherever she went in the house, a trail of trash, dishes, empty Amazon packages, medication bottles, insulin pens and much more would follow. And remain. And grow.

2) Responsibility. Her man-child has no job, no license, no desire to improve or contribute. It’s hard to get him to lend help to actually “do” anything in regards to upkeep of the home, or projects. When she told me, “if he doesn’t want to drive, he doesn’t have to. We will figure it out.” The phrase “we” turns out she was dumping responsibility on me 90% of the time, if not more. In this regard, it was to mean I would have to chauffeur him to and from a job, if he ever got one. After two months of “job searching,” I offered to check his indeed profile (and subsequently his email account), to see how I could help him. Quickly discovered he was in fact, not looking. Zero applications or saves on Indeed. No email receipts of applied for jobs. But boy, could he tell me what the latest patch notes were in WoW Classic at the drop of a hat.

3) Finances. She told me upfront in saying she made $100-150k. Great! I was mid range of those two numbers. She was in fact, not making that much and had $40k in credit card debt alone. She was expecting me to pay off her pre-relationship debts with the sale of my home that I had owned well before I ever met her.

 

More and more things registered for me this year after the move when she couldn’t disguise her lies anymore and I’d be doing 90-95% of the cleaning, the driving, paying for 100% of the groceries…

I’m sure when they vacate, I’ll find a pile of moldy wash cloths in the shower, as she just drops them on the floor.

Freedom is coming soon, and I’m excited for the next chapter in my life.

Turns out adorable sweet ladies fart too. Farts that are so putrid and noxious that they can cause you to awaken from a d**d sleep in a state of panic.

Prob minor, but she s***s with the door open and one time even asked me to wipe her a*s when she painted her nails and didnt want to mess them up.

She’s a mess. What she calls organized makes me cringe. She is bossy. She sheds like a cat. Gives me dirty looks when I eat. Farts like a buffalo. She’s a great mom. Hard worker. Supports me and all my weirdness. She covers every flaw I have and I cover hers. Together we make one hell of a human.

She defrauded her grandparents out of a degree’s worth of tuition to fund our lifestyle and lied about obtaining a degree and still benefits from it to this day in her career that doesn’t validate education. I actually only figured that out after the break up and years after the fact of us both “graduating”.

She likes peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches.

The state of her desktop or the 10k+ unopened emails in her inbox.

After I broke up with my gf we had to move out and she refused to come clean the apt so I had to do the whole thing myself. Found her booger wall.