Does your DH ask 'stupid' questions?

[Brightburn]

Urghhh! Please tell me I'm not the only one who gets fed up of their DH asking 'stupid' questions they already know the answer to but are to lazy to think for themselves so ask you to think for them.

Today's example... DH gets dirty chopping board out of dishwasher, what have you used this for this morning? ... Cutting sausages, as you watched me do it and asked me to cut yours too.

Very petty, very unreasonable but it just winds me up

As a favour, I agreed to make a birthday cake for DH’s friend who is going through a hard time. It’s a lengthy recipe (key lime cream cake) from scratch but one of the ingredients is a white or yellow cake mix. I sent him to the shop with instructions to buy 8 limes and either a white or yellow cake mix. I received a text message containing FIVE PHOTOS of white or yellow cake mixes and him asking me which one he should get. Like, really? How do you hold down a job?? Just bloody well pick one!! I wish I could say this was an isolated incident.

We had my nephews to stay recently and after I'd changed the littlest one's nappy I'd asked DH to dress him again while I watched the older DC. DH shouted "but how, how do I dress this baby?" and eventually arrived in the room with the small baby in backwards dungarees with a babygro clipped together over the top. Ridiculous.

My dh has this irritating habitat of assuming I am wrong.... I tend to leave him to it until whatever I said proves to be true!!

I am glad I am not alone in this! H does this all the bloody time.

The questions about what time this starts, that finishes, Do have any x food item (when he's at home and I'm at work).

And the questions about what the plan is for the day drive me bananas. He holds down a busy job and yet he can't recall what time DSs school finishes or where the term dates are (on the fridge!).

On my last birthday he arranged a day out and sorted everything. It was no nice, just getting up and sorting myself out without questions about the tickets, the opening time or the route. And it dawned on me - this is what it's like for him all the time.

I answer most questions with either "have you checked the calendar/fridge/email" or "I don't know".

The most infuriating ones are those about DSs outside activity - H is the assistant there! Why he thinks I know more about it than him who actually helps out and speaks to the organisers regularly I really cannot fathom.

Where is my ...? Where it would be if you had put it away properly after the last time you had it.

Have you seen my ...? Yes, it's lovely. Or yes, I remember seeing it at Christmas.

So, what's the plan? My plan is for you to make me a cup of tea while I sit here and read Mumsnet. Off you go.

What time is X open till? Google is my friend, but it can be your friend too.

Generally my DH is an excellent husband, having read this thread!!!

ALL.THE.BLOODY.TIME

Ugh! Yes!!!!

Dd wanted a yoghurt so I asked him to grab her one. "Where are they?!" Came the reply.

It was the final straw after several days of idiotic questions, so I answered "In the oven, OBVIOUSLY!"

Holidays are my DH's speciality. He will pack his clothes - well, I say pack, he gets them out and leaves them by the case for me to put in. I will pack for myself and 4 children. I will also pack kids toys, any kitchen bits we need, baby monitors, pushchairs etc etc.

Without fail he waits until we are just far enough from home to make going back unfeasible and then starts with the 'did you pack x?' questions. I refuse to answer them now.

Also the 'what's the plan?' and 'what do they need to wear' pp's have mentioned. Drives me crazy!

Yes! The washing machine is the favourite. He’ll load and load the washing basket with his clothes until he literally has to balance clothes on the top. So I always point out that if gets to this point then maybe, just maybe, stick a wash on....
So then he huffs and puffs about what to put with what and what temp to put it on at and what detergent to use 🙄 Bearing in mind, he is considered within his family to be the one who can fix anything and can apply his mind to anything practical...except obviously washing his clothes.
I mean, I had to work it all out once and I managed...🙄 it’s one example of many...good job I love him.

@rollonoctober - I’m with you on the packing! Same here. Then my DH moans about the amount we have to take in the car (we usually just do UK holidays). Happy to criticise but not so happy to do it himself 😡

I actually laughed at DP today as he came home early and bought some oven pizzas as I'm not great (childhood pet died suddenly)... He burned the first one and said he never knows how long they should be in. He laughed as well when I pointed out the helpful packet .

Literally this evening.

Me: “DH the event you have booked and paid for us to attend next week, have you sorted childcare?”
DH: “No? Why would I have done?”

Said event includes choosing from a menu, but evidently doesn’t include thinking about childcare. I have refused to do it. This is not the first time.

He’s also always rushing to get out on time (very early) whenever we leave the house. Invariably leaves shit behind. I refuse to think for him. I will help the children and make sure they have what they need and I have what we need.

Yes! Stands in kitchen next to the fridge and calls out to me (sitting in the lounge) "do we have any cheese?

Omg my DH does exactly this. I thought it was just his special attribute

Yes!

All. The. Time.

The must annoying one here; "do I need a coat?"
I don't know, I haven't been outside yet!!!

Also asking where anything is (it's normally right in front of his face!)

I’m reading this thread and along with recognising many, many, many incidents from my own life with DH I’m also wondering how men managed to organise wars and battles and actual empires in the past when they don’t even know where the kids socks are kept?

Mine regularly asks, “do we have any wipes?” Or “did you bring wipes?” No we have no wipes at all for our 16 month old baby. None at all.

You should try doing it with someone who speaks English as a second language. Very convenient when they ‘didn’t understand’, leaves child on football pitch when you’re at work etc. and they’re happily spanner shopping in diy store.

My DP does this but not about mundane house things. He asks really random questions like 'how long can pigs stay in the sun without sunburn?' in this tone that suggests he really thinks I will know the answer.

Decormad38
Do you know where I’ve put my glasses?

Every. Fucking. Day

I think some people have a short circuit between their short term memory and their speech centre, so all their thoughts come out as words. I am a bloke and blokes that do this remind me of teenagers who want to be independent but can't do anything for themselves. I'm fascinated by what the responses of the posters are to these questions. Does anybody just say 'I don't know'? Maybe that would make it worse as the DH will then assume you do and complain that you are being obstructive. Does sarcasm work? Being helpful will feed it. Maybe have a limit on the number of daily inane questions, then tell them their limit has been reached. If you feed him, drug him, at least you get a break. Tell him to 'Fuck Off' ! See it as an opportunity the try out new ways of confusing him by giving erroneous answers, like "Where are my socks?" answer "In your shed!" To which the reply will be "not they are not" answer "Prove it!" I have worked with lots of teens who ask daft questions (and more that do not) and the best approach is 'If you can't convince 'em, confuse 'em' It makes your day a long comedy show. Wind 'em up and let 'em go. Being the butt of jokes makes men shut up, then resentful, then serial killers, so best not take it too far.

He asked me if there was an ice cream left (rather than look himself) He then asked where said ice cream would be. We have one tiny freezer. In the supermarket he asks about each and every item as he is seemingly unable to come to his own decision on anything.
He isn't a nice man and I'm getting my ducks in a row to leave. This thread has made me realise one of us is going to struggle with this separation and it isn't me.

DH stupidly asked me, after already asking me a million and one idiotic questions, “what are you eating” whilst looking at me eating a custard cream with my cup of tea.
My answer was “dog shit...do you want some?” He stopped asking me questions for the rest of the day.

I was tired and hormonal, I did apologise, we have been married for 20+ years and I have never said anything remotely similar previously and we have laughed about it since.

Did you put sugar in my tea, yes after god know how many years you’ve asked me the same question the answer is always the same... yes!!! In fact if you took a sip rather than yell from another room you’d find out!

My DH isn’t too bad but there are 2 things he says a lot that drive me nuts.

When eating out, if it’s anything other than knife and fork food he’ll say ‘how do we eat this?’

If we’ve both been out, he’ll walk in the house and say ‘where is DD/DS?’ I don’t know, I’ve been out with you!!!!!!

Amphetamine your husband is an unkind, gameplaying, disruptive pain in the arse. Your parents must feel so sorry for you. Get rid of him, your life will be nicer and stress-free without this fool in it. No man is worth wasting years of your life on.