Yes, ok, maybe I am odd, but I have a thing about feet. I don't like them. I wouldn't willingly share socks/shoes etc, and walking barefoot around a swimming pool makes me want to throw up. My DH knows that I feel this way about feet. Every time I buy a pair of slippers, he ends up 'sharing' them, and it makes me want to stab him with a spoon. If I raise my 'skanky foot' objections, he looks at me like I'm slightly mad. Which I probably am. My parents are visiting this weekend, and I will hide my slippers so that my mother doesn't put them on when she pops out for a cigarette <shudder>. AIBU?
That's the thing, diddl, slippers seem to be fair game for any passing family member! DH wears them around the house if he comes across them, and my Mum wears them if they're closer than her shoes Slippers have always had multi purpose qualities to my Mum.
To be fair, morningpaper, no one would use those slippers! The local vicar is a friend of mine, and I don't think answering the door with a couple of eager penises on my feet would give the right impression.
I once shared a house with 5 others - one day I got home and I couldn't find my slippers...in walk my male housemate with my slippers on....when I asked why on earth did he have them on - he simply answered he was cold - wtf ...YANBU