Everyone has their own personal quirks. They can be harmless and sometimes pretty cute. But when you move in with your significant other, those little quirks can suddenly become huge noticeable changes to your every day routine.
These Redditors shared their awkward experiences learning about the little things their significant others do and it’s eye-opening.
Source at the end of the article. Comments edited for clarity.
She opens cereal boxes like Bruce Banner would mid hulk transformation, and she also washes her face by splashing water into her face with reckless abandon. Bathroom counter looks like the end of a SeaWorld show. Minus the animal cruelty.
He burps in his sleep, and when he burps, he actually says the word burp. It’s bizarre.
She sucks the seasoning off of chips before eating them. So weird.
He’s a binger. If he finds a musician he likes, he’ll buy the whole catalog. Cool video game? Stay up until all hours every night until he’s gone all the way through it. Good book? Let’s read everything that author ever wrote! He just tended to binge on something that grabbed his interest. After I called it to his attention, he became a little more balanced, but he still goes all-in on some things. It’s sorta cute.
We’ve been married a little over 10 years. I just realized a month ago, he lays his socks out every night before bed. Not a shirt, not a pair of pants or his belt, but his socks.
It had just never come up in conversation that I’m fluent in French. He seemed skeptical, so he “quizzed” me every so often. We had dated for about three years before he moved in. Now he just asks me to translate memes written in French.
He doesn’t just snuggle me because it’s cute and I’m only over every once and a while, he has to be the big spoon to SOMETHING when he sleeps. Every night he snuggles with me all night, and even when I’m not around when he goes to bed, he cuddles the Pillows, balled up covers, the cat, a piles of clothes…it’s adorable.
He will enter the door and take off clothes and drop them as he moves between rooms. This results in a little trail of clothes everywhere he goes.
His God damn socks will end up every where almost like a woman’s hair. I’ve found them in the bathtub, the fridge, the mail bin, inside the bed, in my pillow, and god only knows where else. Every time we find one, he will look at it, then where it came from and say “Huh” and go back to what he was doing.
I thought he didn’t like my cooking because he would empty the plate and then not say anything afterwards to me. Turns out that when he eats something he really enjoys he will eat it REALLY vigorously and then have to recover from his food coma.
She cries all the time. 90% of the time because of the movie/TV show/Pod cast she is watching. Other 15% is just random “I’m so lucky to have you” happy crying. It’s both endearing and funny to me. Her first mistake was when I found out she cries to Beauty and the Beast music. Now I will make her dinner and listen to the music while I cook forcing her to come and cry with me or to throw things at me while laughing/crying. Its adorable.
I can tell where he’s been in the house by following all the little change piles he leaves from emptying his pockets after work, coming home from the store etc.
Cups. New clean cup for every new drink, he is physically incapable of rinsing and reusing.
Everything had to be done exactly her way. Like, if I made the bed and it wasn’t made the exact way she makes the bed, she would complain and make me do it again.
Shockingly, we’re no longer together.
Her adoration of blankets and pillows. We have far too many for each piece of furniture… And the blankets slowly get accumulated by the dog as bed buddies.
My wife leaves cupboards open, like all of them.
I know the dude has body hair. It’s cute. I like it.
I had no idea that his body hair apparently explodes off him with great violence every time he takes a shower. Shower clogs have gone from a once-a-year thing, maybe, if I do a leg shave after winter, to a monthly thing. It’s all thick, curly brown man-fur.
Is… is this a common thing? Does it happen to other guys?
He always brushes his teeth before hopping in the shower. All my life I’ve brushed my teeth after I shower.
It’s obviously a really small thing. But it really stood out to me because I asked him why and he said he didn’t like taking a shower tasting morning breath, preferred a fresh mouth so he could enjoy the shower.
It seemed like such a good reason, in the moment I felt a little dumb doing it my way for so long.
She adds only a little milk to her cereal.
Whenever he farts it starts with this high pitched sound that rises then sharply descends. Every time. We call it the Wilhelm Fart.
He had told me he occasionally slept-walked, but I didn’t know the extent of these episodes until it happened.
One of the first nights we had moved into a room near our college, he kept mumbling angrily in his sleep – no words, just angry noises. Suddenly he jumps off the bed, viciously rips off his shirt, stands for a bit, then turns and falls back into bed.
Next morning he’s very confused as to why his shirt’s on the floor.
A few nights later he apparently wandered out of our room and into the communal kitchen, kinda “looked” in the direction of our confused housemates when they greeted him, then wandered back to our room.
We’re a fun pair because I’m a sleep talker, and he said he once woke up to me reciting a detailed story draft plan.
My girlfriend wiggles her butt back and forth every night until she falls asleep. She says it helps her relax, and honestly it’s the cutest thing ever.
He wouldn’t heat up canned food before eating it. I already find stuff like canned pasta pretty gross, but watching him tear open a can of Chef Boyardee and eat it cold made me gag.
When she washes dishes, she fills a dish with hot water mixed with soap, turns the faucet off, dips the sponge to get more soapy water, and rinses all the dishes at once at the end. When I wash dishes, I leave the water on at a low volume, dump soap on my sponge, and wash and rinse every dish before picking up the next one.
Turns out it’s because she’s from California where they learn water conservation habits and I’m from rural MN, the land of 10k lakes and my house had it’s own well-water. Water conservation was a completely foreign concept to me until I moved away from home.
He is obsessed with programmable things. Now all of our lamps are programmed so if I walk into a room I have to go “Alexa, turn on the lights.” It’s like living in some sci-fi movie. It’s fun until we get into a fight and then he messes with me by doing weird things to the lights.
She can eat cold food out of the refrigerator like it is nothing. KFC out of the fridge? Gobble that up. Mashed potato? Yum, she says.
She never wants a drink but will always take a sip (gulp) of my drink before I’ve even taken a sip. If you try and outsmart her and come with two drinks she won’t drink hers. Drives me insane!
Not so much strange, but it was shocking to find out after dating almost 2 years that she actually didn’t like bacon. The only reason why she was okay with getting it when we got pizza and with making other food with it was because she knew I liked it a lot.
He refuses to use bread ties. He will twist the bag closed, sometimes tie a knot, but never use either the twist ties or the plastic clasp. And it’s not like he loses them, they are sitting on the counter. Drives me nuts.