Can not stand people who faff about!!!

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DH is driving me nuts

Trying to get the house cleaned as going away tomorrow, he spends time re arranging phones and wallet on sideboard, taking things out of drawers and putting them elsewhere. Looking for some inane personal item etc etc. He is the expert of looking really bust whilst actually not achieving very much.

Finally got everything done and need to go out shopping for a few bits. He's spent half an hour in the bath clipping his nails and carrying out various bath time rituals. Doesn't understand why I'm in "such a rush" but I just like to get things done!!!

I hate people who faff , drives me mad.
I'll be waiting till go out , partner faffs with shoes , keys etc

Yep! I feel your pain.

Its like people who faff around at supermarket checkouts. They huff and puff in the queue (after all they are VERY busy people) and then when it comes to paying it sometimes seems like its a complete surprise that they need to pay, search through bag, pat down pockets etc.

God, I empathise. Mine is just the same. We all get ready to go out for the day and all hang about waiting for him. When we finally are all (ie HIM) ready to leave, go out, shut the door and get in the car, he turns around and leaves us all in the car waiting for him whilst he goes back inside and continues to arse about getting stuff he’s forgotten!!

Haven’t found a cure, but it’s infuriating.

I'm the same but appreciate that when you're naturally chilled out, having to deal with someone who is always on wire and pressurising you must be a nightmare.

If you're in a rush, why didn't you go shopping while he was in the bath?

I think people do things at different paces and as long as it all gets done (divide specific jobs up), then I don't see a problem.

some people are natural faffers and that annoys the rest of us organised peeps

oh no, is he one of those who complains about the length of the security queue at the airport and then starts rummaging through his bags and pockets when he finally gets to the front of it?

But if you are in that much of a rush why are you cleaning before you go away?

I was thinking this in the supermarket earlier. People taking several minutes discussing which type of potatoes to buy with their partner for example. Taking their time browsing different types of shower gel. Inspecting every egg box on the shelf.

And yes, being surprised they have to pay at the checkout.

Are you cleaning for the burglars?

My dad used to spend half an hour in the bathroom "checking his face" and then going round checking the plugs whenever we went anywhere. Swear he did it just to irritate me.

Now I'm married to a faffer who will decide to do something like empty the bins, build furniture or look at finances as we're leaving the house. Also blessed with a faffer of a daughter whose favourite phrase seems to be "I'll just do this first..."

i always like to come back to a clean and tidy house after a holiday but i don't clean up to the last minute, i have to have time to unwind into the holiday before i travel ie a day or two.

I do find them irritating but I'm aware that I also probably am one at times

I so dislike people who faff. Ffs get on with it. Shopping etc know what you want and buy it.

Reminded me of a 'Barry and Frieda' who in the height of national lockdown were in my local Tesco faffing about what ketchup to buy. For ages. FFS, surely you have a brand you like, pick it up and carry on. It's not that hard.

My FIL is Mr Faff who lives at Faff Street in Faff Town. Drives everyone crazy with it. MIL says he couldn’t rush if his arse was on fire

I wouldn't call myself Mrs Efficient, but faffers do get on my nerves.

One memorable occasion Mr Wigglerose fannied about all morning doing nothing, then just as we were leaving to see friends declared we needed to do an errand in town, which he claimed would take 10 minutes. Well, the trip to town is a 15 minutes one-way so he was being optimistic. And meant going in the opposite direction to where our friends live. Then we got caught in traffic.

We were ONE HOUR late.

Also spent 15 minutes in a queue in Starbucks waiting for one person to order two coffees. One person was sat down with their stuff. They hadn't decided what to order, which meant the person in the queue had to go back and forth a few times. Then she had to go back and forth a few times to get her purse. All of this was done at a snails pace.

Mine stands behind me until I tell him what to do, how to do it, to then do only half on it. No initiative at all.

wiggle that made me stabby just reading your post.

Mine decides (in that split second when I rush up the hall to check appearance) that he will download, & it’s always something that takes at least an hour & cannot be stopped.

I see you your faffer & raise you a faffer & a dawdler 🤦‍♀️ DH is utterly faff-tastic. If we share the cleaning, I’m on the second room before he’s finished making a feckin spreadsheet of tasks. FFS man, we’ve lived together 22 years. You know what needs to be done. As for his dawdling skills: the man could win gold 🤬 He walks so bloody slowly that he gets lapped by toddlers 🤦‍♀️ It’s so irritating.

It's so rude when it's other people doing it, but I despair of how I exasperate myself faffing.

Leaving the house is the worst trigger - I do 10 suddenly urgent jobs at light speed with the keys in my teeth, but exit still takes 20 min.

Preparing for holidays seems to bring out the faffer in my DH. We usually have the important stuff packed fairly well in advance but he will still somehow spend all the time he has between leaving work and actually setting off on sorting out something entirely unnecessary vital to the travel plans, usually involving a trip to the local shops and completely unpacking and re-packing at least 1 case. This usually means that rather than starting to unwind the evening before the holiday, we always seem to be rushing around at the last minute. I have started making him take a separate case so that at least he doesn't end up leaving anyone else's stuff behind when he repacks.

I think he has inherited it from MIL. We once took her on holiday with us and they were both faffing about trying to download music to their phones 20 mins after we were supposed to have left (because obviously this could not have been done days ago) then wanted to stop at a shop on the way to the airport to get sweets and a magazine for the journey. I had to apologise to the group of young lads behind us in the queue for security when MIL (after having been declined the offer of a plastic bag by me at home, and by a security guard on the way in) decided as she was about to walk through the metal detector that she probably should ask whether the numerous face/hand creams etc she had in her bag would count as 'liquid'.

Urgh hate faffers. At work yesterday a patient shows up 10 minutes late, and then spends 5-10 mins faffing about removing her coat, checking her phone , balancing her brolly against the wall, bemoaning the weather and adjusting her hair, adjusting the height of the chair that she I only needed her to sit in for 2 minutes, trying to find a piece of paper I told her I didn't need as it's on the records in front of me, reorganising her bag so everything is on the right place and closing all the zips (if everything has a 'right' place then why did she struggle so much to find the piece of paper!).... It's ok, I didn't really want my lunch anyway

Lol, not cleaning for the burglars- we have a house viewing whilst we are away!!

Reason we had to go together was he needed a haircut whilst out