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The most absurd arguments in the ChroniquesDuVasteMonde community
Always friendly and harmonious it is in the least of relationships - sometimes we could rip the partner in anger with rage. But after the thunderstorm has discharged, we often ask ourselves: How could we get our hair down about something ridiculous? In the ChroniquesDuVasteMonde community, we asked what the funniest, inexplicable, silly, and absurd reasons for an argument were.
Percolater
I always make myself a cup of coffee in a small tub in the morning. Mr. Buddy is sometimes so nice and takes care of that for me, but screwing it up so tight that I can not get it myself anymore (because, according to him, and even though I actually deny him that every morning, "otherwise explodes!") , Well, now one morning I was caffeine-needy and in a hurry and - oh terrible - the pot is so bomb-proof that I even cursing and using various towels and kitchen appliances only bubbles on the hands, finally break the handle and without Coffee, but with a bad temper start the day! The next meeting with the culprit was accordingly - it had to endure a tirade on disrespect, disregard of my explicit instructions, mental cruelty and general criminal idiocy - the poor guy did not even know how it happened! Well, he kindly repaired the pot for me, but I always make my own coffee ... he does not dare.
(Radisi)
gravy
We always like to cook together. I have poured the juice from the roast into a small bowl (I love my own gravy), to later tie the sauce with it. Not five minutes later, the bowl was gone, washed away and my juice was gone through the sink. I burst at the first moment, but then calmed down again. Had still these ready cubes.
(Turbo-lucie)
pasta water
With us it was the running faucet while brushing your teeth ... When I also had the impudence to continue to cook the pasta water at level 3 (and not, like Mum, to turn it down to 2) I got to hear that my achievements not satisfying! Today I clean my teeth again and the noodles still on level 3.
(Sweetiie)
Strawberry Wine Experiment
At times, my husband is 12 years old at heart and would like to have a chemistry kit ... Because something better does not come to my house, the good guy comes up with the idea of making wine himself. Strawberry wine. He tells me enthusiastically what yeast to use, fermentation processes and chemical effects, while I think of the condition of our kitchen during a fermentation process, inwardly shrieking and VERY tight-lipped "NO!" legend.
The topic is no longer mentioned. One evening I sit peacefully in front of the PC, while my husband has late service again. Suddenly it makes somewhere in the apartment loud "PUFF". I panic, suspecting an exploding device, through the apartment - but: nothing. I keep looking and eventually stand in his room and stare blankly at his wardrobe. From the cracks flows a pink mass that smells suspiciously of yeast. I prepare myself for the worst, open the cupboard and see an exploded bottle, from which something bubbles, which should be strawberry wine. The stuff spills onto the floor.
And you know what the unfairest is? His white shirts hanging over the bottle did NOT get anything! I really would have wished that they had all turned pink, but no, the stuff just flowed down and at my feet. So who had to save the good laminate and spend the next half hour cleaning? Then, for the first time, I called my husband at work and screamed. Unfortunately, I could not really argue with him because he was very meek.
(Tessa)
Chilli Cleaning
When to wash peppers ... before or after coring? The dispute went so far that we did not cook together for weeks.
(Lilith10)
Chili Continued
Hard to believe, but ex and I also quarreled over the pepper-washing. How do you actually wash the beasts? It was for "first wash, then corer" and I for the other way round, because that is much more logical: during washing, the last cores are washed away with. I still do not know why Ex did not simply follow my logic instead of arguing, ts ts ...
(Tessa)
bath towels
Personally, I find this argument not silly, only my husband finds me in the highest degree silly ...Well, I'm such a manageable little bit neater than my husband (he calls it picky, but that's it) and I like that the bath towels in the bathroom with the label forward (!) And the hanger to the back (!) hang over the towel holder. Yes, can that really be SO HEAVY! It is completely time-consuming, if you hang up your bath towel again, if you just hang it up just like that or right, right? In addition, the brown shower towels are a bit bit zusammengeraffelt and (hanger behind, label front) hung, while the orange are folded once in the middle, because they are bigger, yeah! That's not silly!
(Midnight Blue)
Christmas tree ornaments
That was the beginning of our marriage. The first own Christmas tree - worlds collided.
In my family of origin, the tree was decorated with red and gold balls. Always. In his family with motley balls, tinsel! and wax models. Dreadful. With me: tears, shouting, wanting to drive to mom.
The thought of divorce from him. The end of the song was a tree with five sauteuren hand-painted glass balls. In the meantime, there are a few more, we actually found a compromise.
(Amade_a)
Future daubing
The quality of the (still to be acquired) paintbrush of our (still to be acquired) children, then 17 years ago. Afterwards we wondered and decided never to argue like that again.
(Maryquitecontrary)
Incandescence wine
I will contribute a mulled wine in November. Because you can only drink mulled wine in December, as I was instructed, before he rattled home raging mad and spent the rest of the weekend in a bad mood tips about my bad manners.
(Pannfisch)
mouse speed
I always set his mouse on the PC slowly when I'm working with it, his attitude is too fast for me. Every time I forget that reset and he thinks he has caught a virus. THAT was a nice discussion in the morning at four o'clock!
(Xhexania)
Double vacuum cleaner
I had a habit of leaving the vacuum cleaner somewhere. I vacuumed, found, somewhere I still want to go ... had to leave ... left the vacuum cleaner ... how it happens.
My husband eternally annoyed, because eternally falling over some standing vacuum cleaner.
One wonderful day he bought me a new vacuum cleaner. He buys very, very much equipment of all kinds. IPads, microwaves, hairdryers, vacuum cleaners, mobile phones and so on. Typical male characteristic, but I profit from it again and again.
I sucked first with the old vacuum cleaner. Then I thought, I'll inaugurate the new vacuum cleaner. Then I had to go.
That was the day my husband fell over TWO vacuum cleaners on his return home ... that's what he sometimes holds up to me today! Especially on days when he is confronted with wrongly hung shower towels.
(Midnight Blue)
secret hiding
Pretty is also when the partner hides the key from the in-house safe in a new safe place, the wife, who hides everything in this safe, from the person to the EC card, forgets to tell this hiding place and then goes on a two-week business trip while he is not reachable by phone ...
(Mamy.Blue)
Anther duel
Decades ago in a big supermarket. There were u.a. used: Vacuum cleaner bag. I was convinced that for an AEG eD (exact name I have no idea), YOU said (in full conviction) it would be an AEG iT!
Of course we quarreled like the tinkers (we had now also hungry and coffee thirst) and there was (of course) none ... so we both bought (you know: vacuum cleaner bags are NOT among the cheapest items - and we were still young).
On the way home (everyone with a small dark cloud over his head) no one word. Arrived at home, we first left the bags in the cart and turned towards the apartment ... with each step, we were a little faster. I won the race, and of course, after I opened the door to the broom cupboard, I immediately wanted a triumphant "HAH!" Eject ... but I was left to look stupid from the laundry ... after all, YOU looked the same ... we had a Siemens!
(Tomsten)
Risk!
A game night with my sweetheart and his parents, a long time ago, in the eighties. Some may still remember this rightly forgotten game of "risk". After I was amused at first about how my parents-in-law began to poison themselves, and exchanged amicable looks with the sweetener, the stove was off, when he exploited my weak spot, insidious and seemingly unsuspecting, and invaded my empire. Man, I was angry! I did not talk to him all the way home and he was glad that nothing worse had happened.
(Buttercup)
Pies Evil
After the best of all future husbands has just seen this strand, he reminded me of a quarrel:
I come from work, and have an appetite for ... pate.Super complicated recipe, takes hours and only he can make the pie so that it is really delicious.
So he's off: go shopping, cut, bake, cook, season ...
And it takes hours.
Then the pate comes out of the oven, looks great and smells. The smell comes in my nose, the reaction is prompt: I am suddenly very bad, I did not come to dinner anymore.
The dispute is legendary to this day. I was angry because he did not comfort me, he was angry because he had made an effort, at my explicit request, and I did not appreciate it and because he was worried about me. We were both angry, because then we could not eat / wanted to eat and over a nasty evening.
The puzzle solution revealed itself three weeks later and will probably be born in mid-January.
(Xhexania)
Bottle attack
From an already existing dispute situation (dishes, dirty socks, the usual ...) I broke the collar and I threw in my anger with an empty 0.2 liter PET bottle after him - and have not even met. He said, he should leave me right now, because I'm a physically aggressive, dangerous person! (I was 50cm smaller and not quite as heavy as he was, but armed with small plastic bullets I became a professional killer - care!)
(Radisi)
Waldsterben
My childhood sweetheart was a trained forester, and as such I had asked him to dig up a nice sapling for me somewhere on the balcony and plant it in a large pot, which he did. That was a book, I think.
At some point there was a big noise, I have accused him of always being there only for others and never for me, and that shows himself that he has not even brought a reasonable tree for me, because he probably will not have time again because everything else was more important. You just have to look, what that would be for a miserable thing, where already the leaves fall off.
Silence. Insight.
Then, very quietly: But you have already learned in school that in autumn all deciduous trees lose their leaves?
(fast fast)
Better late than never
Most brilliant quarrel of my parents:
Mother, sometime in October: "Oh, a hot water bottle would be great ..." Father gives her a present at Christmas. Mother: "Um ...?" Father: "But you wanted a hot water bottle!"
I think the poor man has not understood until today why three days later the air was burning.
(Xhexania)
Rainbow shed
My husband and I first live together for a short time when one evening I was lightly dressed and walked barefoot towards the bathroom. The path leads through the kitchen. I turn on the light and - the floor is lit! It glitters and sparkles silver and depending on the light in all rainbow colors - beautiful. I am fascinated. Has my husband painted the old linoleum?
I shout into the living room "Honey! Our floor is lit!" Honey comes, turns slightly pale and murmured "Oh, Oje. Uh, you know what, go take a shower, I'll clean right away". Alarmed, I hop on one leg and look at my soles: They also shine! I ask, in a suspiciously sinister tone of voice, "What is that ???" and my husband mumbling something that sounds like "the fish!" sounds ...
My kitchen artist has cooked a huge pot of fish soup, with fresh fish from the wholesale market. And the beasts in our kitchen outgrew. So I stand barefoot in fish scales. I scream.
When I came out of the bathroom, still angry, everything was freshly wiped. I innocently open the trash can and find it brimming, jam-packed, almost overflowing with stinking, wet, disgusting fish skins. Shriek number 2; Man dashes commentless with the bucket down the stairs.
I miss my single apartment. I think of divorce.
After my nerves calm down, the culinary artist serves the most fantastic fish soup in the world. Good luck. Hach. Sometimes I love him after all.
(Tessa)
Take literally
Not with me, but with a relative: He was traveling by car, unclear junction, question to the wife: Comes a car from the right? You: no. He drives off and has a motorcyclist stuck right in the door. On soft reproaches, why and so she said: You just asked for a car and was insulted for eight days. They were not married much longer then.
(Quidam)
Competent passengers
We, about seven years ago, still without Navi, traveling in my area. He's at the wheel. The goal was about 15 km away Ikea. Atmosphere already tense for some reason. I to him, at the beginning of the ride: "Attention, the traffic light is red!" He, pissed off, complains me, because of what he knows, what he does u.s.w. I insulted, I think: well, I say just GAR NOTHING anymore. NEVER AGAIN!
We drove 180 km silently in the wrong direction and had been in neighboring countries for a long time, before he asked me with teeth clenched when he should get off the highway. No joke. By then I was already cool down and had fun. He probably does not.
(Beekeeper)
Exorbitant
A few years ago on a sofa in the North German Plain:
We talk about the bank rescue (s), I let the word "exorbitant" flow into the conversation. My studied and otherwise not stupid partner does not know the word. Since he was on the subject anyway on pinnacle, he pokes me immediately, what I would have thought up for a nonsense, such a word would not exist and slobbering me in the ground and pulls me up. I am from 0 to 100 immediately because he does not take me seriously. A nice little power struggle ...
Approximately 2 minutes later, Claus Kleber calls in the "heute journal" the sums of the bank rescue ... well? ... EXORBITANT.
Even today I drop the term now and then as a small reminder.
(Laissez-faire)
native
An ex was not particularly orderly but obsessively hygienic. Great dispute: I had my sleep shirt from the chair shortly on the (cleaned!) Fallen ground, I pick it up, shake it briefly and put it on. His eyes: Eternal quarrel, how one can be so disgusting, he never touches me again, that's what happened on the BOOOOOODEN ... * sigh *
Somehow I'm just a single rischdé jut!
(Aniko_Berlin)
Foreign language skills
In a far away country in a restaurant he wants to order and demands of the service the 'Map'. The operation looks like that. I watch and make the mistake of saying: "That means 'Menu'. 'Map' is the map." Was angry. No, it did not last long.
(Buttercup)
Oil on the mills
My husband was an advocate of the oil-in-noodle-water method. He cooked himself regularly, which was not self-evident in the 80s. I did not care, I understood the logic, but sometimes I forgot it. We were both relationship tested and at the 40th
I cook a four-course meal for five people, his guests, all the best in the time, he entertains the guests, he comes by at regular intervals and asks if everything is alright, it's nice. And says: Do not forget the oil in the pasta water. I just got the impression that he wanted to show off to his buddies.
I'm one of those people who do not argue in real life, I avoid exchanging words. Of course not always, but mostly. I react. Or let a quarrel stand. I wait until my anger is gone. Because I know many bad words.
So I did not say anything. When he left, I turned off the stove. I got in my car and did not return until late at night.
It was never talked about.
Only if something starts to go wrong, says one of us. "I'll go get the oil for the pasta water."
(Quidam)
Mess!
I had a friend abroad. We wanted to go to the sea over the weekend. I was happy like Bolle. On the way we stopped and ate a burger together. With that I saute my hands and around the mouth so that I said completely harmless "I look like a pig!" I still do not know why, but for him it was so impossible that he canceled the weekend trip and we quarreled and (howling) drove home.
(Monsterpueppi)
Lace color
A torn-off shoelace and I spent a whole day finding the same color in a store. Since my husband had the faxing thick, because I was not ready to buy another brown laces for my sneakers .... Wow, the Good was annoyed and it really cracked because of a nuance ...
Today we both laugh over it ...
(Veranoazul)
Wrong brackets
When we moved in, I did the laundry. I hung her up and left the room. After about ten minutes, I came back and saw how my dearest hangs things. And fixed with matching clothes pegs. I did that three times, including the discussion of whether a clothes horse is a commodity or about decoration and therefore needs the same clothes pegs. Since then it's his job. I'm still striking today!
(Ebayfan)
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