to wish dh wouldn't talk about work all night?

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Quite frankly I am getting fed up of dh telling me all about his colleagues who I haven't even met, jobs terms I don't understand. All this is in a moany, critical manner. He comes home, and the whole atmosphere changes. Bizarrely he quite enjoys his job, but seems to relish telling me how hard his day has been. I listen and reply appropriately but it is soooooooo boring. Especially when he repeats himself and tells me the same things again. He then sits glued to the laptop 'relaxing' for a couple of hours with the odd moan about work again thrown in later on while we watch TV. I am getting really fed up with him. AIBU to expect a bit more from my dh than this?

Can i join yr group of bored senseless women.

I get it at both ends (if you'll pardon the phrase)!!

Not only does DH bore me to tears when he gets home - usually pretty late in the evening, the next morning he has to then give me a lengthy and far too detailed breakdown of what he's doing that day, where he's going, what he needs to drop off/pick up, who will be there, who won't, what stuff he needs to take with him, the lot. To be fair, he does work really long hours (musical/electrical related) and he gets home at a different time every night.

All I need to know is when he will be back later so I can feed him!

Dd used to have a great job she once told me the ladyboysof bankok bits were flying everywhere as she tried to tape mics to them dh talks about industrial gas meters

Oh, reading this, I'm so glad it isn't just me.

DH bangs on and on about his colleagues, who I've never met and probably never will. I couldn't give a flying fuck. And he moans about his job, despite being very well paid for doing very little (I am not exaggerating).

So j just carry on mumsnetting, ignore him as well as I can, and nod, smile, and say "mmm, yes" occasionally. It works a treat.