Someone Asked What Weird Habits Partners Hid Before Moving In And 35 Folks Had Some Dirty Secrets
Living together is not easy. People come with their quirks and ways of doing things that sometimes might seem questionable to the other person. That's especially true for couples. One poll estimates that people think their partner has an average of five annoying habits.
In this online thread, people had to pick just one. They told their stories to one netizen's prompt, "What was the most shocking habit you discovered when you moved in with a partner?" I'll admit, some of them are quite quirky and heartwarming. Other partners, however, deserve jail time for their nasty tendencies.
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I didn't move in with him I just stayed there a lot and cleaned up his mess a lot of times but he had pee bottles under the bed and I don't know why I didn't leave the moment I discovered it either.
Ladies, please please make pee bottles under the bed a deal breaker. 🤢.
He doesn't change his bedsheets... ever. He thought the only reason I change mine regularly was because of periods so yeah he thought men just doesn't have to change bedsheets ever. Now he changes it regularly but damn that was a wild thought.
My husband organizes something every day. BUT. It's the most random box in the back of the closet or re-folding his clothes. At first my thought was WTF???, but now I realize it's one way he relaxes after a long day. He's adorable.
She let her dog use the carpet as a toilet. Like she wouldn't take this dog out at all, the carpet in the living room is the only place the dog would go. The floor was spongy and wet, you could expect to find poop all over, she was totally desensitized to it. She wasn't willing to start taking the dog out, so the relationship ended very quickly after this.
My husband folds towels while they are still wet and puts them away. It’s absolutely disgusting
Editing to add that he stopped doing it after I asked him, so we were able to progress with our relationship 🤣.
In the early ‘80’s. Moved in with an Iranian chick who had recently escaped from the islamic revolution. After our first weekend together, while she was in the shower, I started cleaning up the mess I helped make. I was washing the dishes when she walked in. She completely freaked out. “.. stop ..stop..what are you doing...”. And she kept looking out the window...turns out it was some kinda deadly sin for a man to do her house work...making the woman some kind of dishonorable so & so. And the worst part was she was in a complete panic that someone walking past might see me washing dishes. We just had sex all weekend . . . But me doing to dishes was a some kinda sin ???? Weird s**t for a guy from Los Angeles.
Just to clarify. This wasn’t meant to be a comment about religion. Any religion. Just some wierd s**t i experienced.
He would pee in the sink instead of walking ten more feet to the bathroom. He is my ex now.
Saving the used cat litter. Literally 15 or so 33 gallon trash bags filled with dirty cat litter from the last five years he’d lived there, all broken open and with bugs living in them in the closet next to his room.
My ex had big fingers that wouldn’t fit in his nose which he was always picking. He would use tweezers and he’d scratch the inside of his nose causing it to bleed. He would leave his boogers everywhere in the bathroom. The sink, the shower, wipe them onto the rim of the trash can. When I broke up with him and he moved out I was finding bloody boogers all over my apartment for months afterwards. It was so damn disgusting!
He would keep the TV on for background noise. As soon as we walked into the apartment, he would zoom over to the TV and turn it on and leave it like that. We inadvertently had a silent war of him turning it on and me turning it off all day. I finally realized it was slowly driving me crazy and had to explain to him that all the constant noise was hurting my brain and it was me or the TV.
I didn’t have a problem with the TV on while he’s actually watching it (at a normal volume) but him moving around the apartment with god knows what blaring from the TV was wayyyy too overstimulating. It was almost 30 years ago when we really didn’t have the language to understand or explain sensory overload, he acted like I was just being controlling. It wasn’t until we had our baby, who couldn’t tolerate all the noise, that he finally realized it wasn’t just a ‘me’ thing. We don’t even keep a TV in the living area anymore. There’s one in the guest room and one in the master bedroom. He’s much more respectful and understanding of my (and the kids’) sensory sensitivity.
i can relate to the hubby here my tv stays on 24/7 i cant stand it if its quiet
She wanted me to fix her gaming chair one time because the lever to raise and lower it stopped working. So I grabbed it and flipped it upside down but my hand was grabbing something rough and crunchy. I almost puked when I realized what I was looking at and touching was months worth of her dried boogers she wiped on the bottom of the chair.
He liked to tear holes in the sheets with his toenails so he could tuck his feet into them.
She sprints up and down the stairs. She just hates being on the stairs, so she makes it as fast as possible. It’s insane to watch her calmly walk to the stairs then just automatically start sprinting.
I like sprinting on the stairs, especially when you run up them on four "legs" like an animal.
My ex would wipe his teeth with the towels in the bathroom. Hand towels, bath towels, same towel guests used to dry their hands, same towels he used to dry his butt. In his mouth. And his plaque would leave crusty yellow stains on them, which made them gross to use.
That he would bite his nails and drop the little pieces all over the apartment. He moved out 6 months ago and I’m STILL finding fingernail bits in weird places.
The first time I lived with a woman (outside of my mom and sister growing up) I was shocked by how much f*****g toilet paper they use.
I mean, I knew that, intellectually, women have to use toilet paper all the time and men only have to use it sometimes. But...man, that difference was staggering.
When I lived alone I'd buy a twelve pack of toilet paper and no joke it might last a year. Sometimes I would go days without using the toilet paper at home because I'd do it at work or at school.
Then my girlfriend moved in with me and it was all gone within minutes. Twelve rolls. Vaporized.
I bought another twelve pack. Gone before I got inside the apartment. Literally evaporated in the car on the way home.
Costco membership. 48 pack. That lasted two days. "Are you building a f*****g mummy or something?" I was asking.
My toilet paper budget has a comma in it.
A big costco pack of TP lasts me for about six months. I could not, for the life of me, figure out how my GF went through so much more than I did when we both had the same parts. I finally got my answer when I saw her spill a few drops of water on the counter, wrap her hand in six layers of TP, wipe up the water, and toss it in the garbage. I immediately informed her that I was never paying for TP at her place ever again.
When he pops a pimple, he puts the contents on the frame of the mirror to “see it” and then forgets to clean it off. I didn’t understand what the white specks were at first.
This has since stopped after it sent me into a rage🤪
Edit: The comments have made me giggle, but to be clear it was just little white specks not huge boil like zit contents, still really gross though. I read him the comments tho so he knows the world thinks he is nasty haha.
Thankfully he is otherwise very normal and treats me like a queen.
He won't clear the couch, he just sits down. Fresh folded washing? Sit on it. Handbag? Sit on it. Paper? Sit on it. Was so tempted to leave a saucy plate on the couch and see what happened. Habit finally ended when he sat on a laptop.
Maybe it's his statement about you leaving your stuff all over a seating area.
Every. Single. Thing. Involved her parents.
I found out years and years later that every argument, discussion, comment, etc. was fed to her parents. Everytime I’d make a decision, she’d consult with them and provide their unsolicited input. Things like my career moves.
My personal favorite was when things ended how it came out that it was “financial abuse” for her to contribute half her income to household bills the first few years. My contribution was easily 80%+. That was early in the relationship. Within 6 years I paid for everything. It was such a sore subject for them I heard about it at least a half dozen times during the initial part of the separation process.
Over time I also ran across super weird s**t like official printed documentation about how poorly I loaded the dishwasher with pictures? I could only assume this was for some bizarre custody fight she expected.
There’s a lot more. Some of which I’m still mentally unpacking.
Oo I've got one.This was my first live-in relationship.
His mum often gave him containers of food to take home, and he forgot to take them out of the car boot... then he remembered they were there but just kept putting off dealing with it. He was driving around with a boot load of mouldy food and maggots.
My now husband would buy packs of socks and underwear, wear them, and then toss them.
Until we agreed on a sane solution, she would remove her daily contacts and just… throw them on the floor wherever she was. They dry up quickly and become crunchy, sharp little eye germ blights. Absolutely unthinkable to me.
She was a baker. Would make all kinds of delicious treats, usually using multiple mixing bowls, utensils, and small appliances.
Would not even rinse them until days later when the batter is dried on like cement or had started to mold in the blender or on the hand mixer or whatever.
I swear when I explained if you rinsed them right after to get the majority of stuff out, it made clean up 10x easier.
She literally did not believe her until I baked something and showed her how easily the still wet batter got rinsed out of the bowl.
She would spend literal hours scrubbing cemented on batter before then.
When I cook anything, I wash the bowls and stuff in between steps, like while it’s in the oven or simmering on the stove. I got into the habit when I was young and starting out, and didn’t have an endless supply of bowls and mixing/measuring spoons/cups, or even the room to store them if I did. So, if I wanted to mix the frosting for a cake, I had to wash and dry the bowl, mixing spoons, and measuring spoons/cups while the cake was cooking or at least while it was cooling. Same with pits and pans, because I only had a small, limited set at the time. I guess someone who was never poor and starting out with virtually nothing would be more apt to not clean up between steps, since they evidently always had an unlimited supply of cooking tools.
Thought he kept a tidy house. Nope. Mommy was coming in each week and cleaning up.
The enabling mother is the problem here. What is with these mothers that wimt let their sons grow up? They dont treat their daughters like that, but will reinforce to their sons that men are useless, cant look after themselves or be independent, need a woman looking after them etc etc.
My ex would buy washable period underwear and soak it overnight in the only sink we had. You can imagine the view/smell when you're doing anything that uses a sink, especially in the morning, going to work. She was a jobless parasite consuming media and Twitter all day while I had to provide for both of us and would be greeted with this sight every morning during her period.
Every time I told her to use a bucket or some other suitable container I would be called a sexist and would have to grow up.
This is just one but I could fill a book with disgusting/toxic habits she had, most of them just to spite me.
We would buy veggies etc, and if it had the slightest bit of discoloration (not exaggerating) he’d throw it away.
Also he would peel like 8 million layers off an onion before cutting it, essentially wasting most of the onion..
With onions (IMO) you have to remove every layer that is the least bit dry or skin like because biting into one of those bits while eating ruins my whole experience.
My girl loves peanut butter so much, she has a tub of it next to the bed. And on the coffee table. And in her office. None of these tubs have lids, they are always open with a spoon in it.
I'm concerned that the peanut butter might spoil/ go bad, but she says she eats a whole container every 2 weeks? I still love her like crazy though.
Idk where you live but in the tropical country I live in you'd have to worry about flies laying eggs, cockroaches and many other disgusting bugs ready to feast in any open food container 🤢
A severe addiction to scrolling Facebook. So bad he would scroll while driving, the instant he would open his eyes he would grab his phone & open the app... All day long. It baffled me.
He literally undresses as he walks around the house. Like I will find socks in the living room pants in the dining room T-shirt in the kitchen. My husband also grew up with a stay-at-home mom who did everything for him and his siblings, laundry cleaning cooking etc. Literally the one thing she did not do was put their neatly folded clothes away in their dressers and closets. Some of our biggest squabbles have been over the fact that yes he is getting better at picking up after himself, but he does it in the most infuriating way. Dirty clothes end up right next to the laundry hamper, dishes and garbage end up on the kitchen counter, instead of in the sink and garbage can.
As far as shocking habits go, I will take this one happily.
Fine, as long as HE cleans them up and doesn't leave then laying around for you to clean up. Which doesn't sound he's doing. Sad that women think this is ok.
My GF eats her M&Ms with a spoon.
Not every time, but I do eat potato chips with a tong; especially during a reading session. I do not want to get my dirty fingers to touch everywhere.
Didn't move in, but my first long term high school boyfriend used chewing tobacco and used any empty bottle as a spitoon
First time he invited me in his room I sat on his bed and felt/heard a crunch.
between his wall and bed and all over the floor/under his bed were FULL bottles of dip and saliva.
He and his roommates NEVER took out the trash. Like ever. Huge pile of full trash bags in the kitchen, almost reaching the ceiling, with trash in all the cabinets too. Every great once in a while, they would rent a U-Haul to take it to the dump. So confusing to me, but I didn’t know how to help them break the cycle. Nice guys, but sheesh.
They didn’t know how to turn on a stove, microwave, washing machine, or dryer. Then the one time they made dinner, I was so surprised and impressed that I didn’t say anything when I found the takeout containers in the garbage. I feel stupid for not calling them out on it now but thankfully it’s not my circus or my monkey anymore.
The habit was pathological lying and weaponised incompetence which I only learned those terms after. I really thought they were the only ones to do that too.
well, i don't know how to turn on a microwave either, never had one so 🤷♀️
I knew my boyfriend was messy, but I put it down to the fact he was living on his own. When I moved in with him, we started by deep cleaning his place. He was then absolutely shocked when he realized I expected him to clean and tidy regularly. I don't know what he was thinking, that we would just do it once when I moved in, and then every six months? Thank God he's somehow improved!
I knew a couple who would always argue about whose turn it was to do the laundry. The wife finally said she would just take that chore over. When they divorced (waaaay more reasons than laundry) he found months of dirty clothes in the attic. Instead of washing them, she'd just buy new stuff and stash the old stuff. Not sure why he never noticed.
There are some things people do just because they were tought that way and don't know any better. My brother used to clean everything with washing poder (for clothes) floors, dishes, furniture, etc, and it was the cheap stuff so it didn't even clean well. Why he did that? Cause my mother did. Why? Cause my grandma did. Why I didn't do it? Cause my gf at the time tought me there's better ways btw, I could swipe clean my whole apartment with pinesol in iver half an hour, with the washing piwder took him 2 hours only the kitchen, that realization made him change.
Poor hygiene, laziness, disregard for personal space = inconsiderate behaviour 🤷
In a culture as pathologically squimish, as ours, American in particular, it would seem that being disgusting is a subconscious act of rebellion. Makes sense probably. Any psychologists out there?
That poll... I can't answer multiple choice. ALL of the above. Life is short, I'm not investing time teaching a partner how to be a decent, respectful, considerate person. They really need to COME with all that.
My first college roommate built a mound of garbage and dirty clothes. Pizza boxes, underwear, soda bottles, socks, etc. He then would pick dirty underwear and socks out of the pile of garbage to wear. I think he did this because he wanted a dorm room to himself. After my request to move to another room was approved, he cleaned up the garbage -- two big Hefty bags full of garbage. I don't know if he ever washed the socks and underwear, though.
This sort of makes me feel better about myself. My dirty habit is leaving kleenex when i shouldn't. They end up in my pockets in the wash getting everywhere. And my dog finds them and eats them which is an additional gross. .... but comapred to some of these stories that's mild!!!
First. Lol. He uses bleach on everything. Washes all his clothes together and anything white is grey now. Refuse to do my clothes with his so they are safe. Even if I clean the house he will go back and do it all again. Never puts anything back utensil wise where he got it from. Piles stuff high in the pantry to the point once a month or after shopping I have to go organize it. Cannot fold a pc of clothing. It's all balls. His mom would buy him socks and underwear too when we first started dating. He was in his 50s. I put an end to that. Now it's my job lol.
I knew a couple who would always argue about whose turn it was to do the laundry. The wife finally said she would just take that chore over. When they divorced (waaaay more reasons than laundry) he found months of dirty clothes in the attic. Instead of washing them, she'd just buy new stuff and stash the old stuff. Not sure why he never noticed.
There are some things people do just because they were tought that way and don't know any better. My brother used to clean everything with washing poder (for clothes) floors, dishes, furniture, etc, and it was the cheap stuff so it didn't even clean well. Why he did that? Cause my mother did. Why? Cause my grandma did. Why I didn't do it? Cause my gf at the time tought me there's better ways btw, I could swipe clean my whole apartment with pinesol in iver half an hour, with the washing piwder took him 2 hours only the kitchen, that realization made him change.
Poor hygiene, laziness, disregard for personal space = inconsiderate behaviour 🤷
In a culture as pathologically squimish, as ours, American in particular, it would seem that being disgusting is a subconscious act of rebellion. Makes sense probably. Any psychologists out there?
That poll... I can't answer multiple choice. ALL of the above. Life is short, I'm not investing time teaching a partner how to be a decent, respectful, considerate person. They really need to COME with all that.
My first college roommate built a mound of garbage and dirty clothes. Pizza boxes, underwear, soda bottles, socks, etc. He then would pick dirty underwear and socks out of the pile of garbage to wear. I think he did this because he wanted a dorm room to himself. After my request to move to another room was approved, he cleaned up the garbage -- two big Hefty bags full of garbage. I don't know if he ever washed the socks and underwear, though.
This sort of makes me feel better about myself. My dirty habit is leaving kleenex when i shouldn't. They end up in my pockets in the wash getting everywhere. And my dog finds them and eats them which is an additional gross. .... but comapred to some of these stories that's mild!!!
First. Lol. He uses bleach on everything. Washes all his clothes together and anything white is grey now. Refuse to do my clothes with his so they are safe. Even if I clean the house he will go back and do it all again. Never puts anything back utensil wise where he got it from. Piles stuff high in the pantry to the point once a month or after shopping I have to go organize it. Cannot fold a pc of clothing. It's all balls. His mom would buy him socks and underwear too when we first started dating. He was in his 50s. I put an end to that. Now it's my job lol.