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!!!

The times I have muttered, “no f...ing sense of urgency,” under my breath in queues and traffic! I think it has got worse as I have got older.

There are times when doesn't faff though. He also hoovers around me when I've been eating, with a handheld vac.
He takes plates away before I've finished my sandwich etc.

My late MIL was a faffer. Refused to hurry for anyone or anything. Once my DH was taking her to her friend's 90th birthday party. My DH kept telling her it was a sit down meal and they actually needed to be there by a certain time but she insisted it wasn't it was one of those things where you just arrived any time after 8 or whatever. They arrived when the party was half way through the main course and her friend was furious with her.

My MIL takes faffery to an Olympic level. It literally takes her HOURS to do anything!
She takes all day to make a meal like sausage and mash, or a roast dinner.
She is quite incredulous when me or SIL go to work/out shopping/play sport and cook a meal

I hate faffers. The ones who annoy me the most are on planes when you’re waiting to get past them. They’ll suddenly fine that they need to arrange the entire contents of their hand luggage whilst sticking their arses out into the aisle so the rest of us who are waiting to get past and into our seats further down can’t pass.

Gives me the utter rage. I give them two faff attempts then push past with a cheery excuse me.

DH is a shocking gaffer. It will lead to relationship breaking rows, I too do stuff with the DC just me and them as I can't be bothered to factor his faffing into my life. His mum and brother are shocking too... It's genetic/learnt behaviour.

The worst was when DC were little and we had a babysitter/arranged to go out. Id be ready, make up and hair done, a bit dressed up. I leave the house to get in the cab and every single time I'd be waiting at least 10 minutes whilst he did his pointless, leaving the house faff. Numerous taxi journeys taken in stony silence on what was supposed to be a fun night out due to me fuming!!

My mum is whatever the opposite of a faffer is and I find it much worse! If there’s no deadline then why rush, she makes me speedwalk to the shops then attack the aisles like it’s a military operation.

DH used to faff by proxy. I would be serving a meal, would call the kids down from upstairs and when they turned up, as the food was going on the plates, DH would tell the kids to go find dirty cups and plates in their bedrooms, or put an item of clothing or maybe a sports kit bag away upstairs, go outside and lock the garage door, or gate, or take the bin down to the end of the drive for the bin men to empty in the morning.

He basically used to send them both away, in different directions, at the point of sitting down to eat and it used to infuriate me. He still tries it on occasionally but I just shut it down immediately as the rage is no good for my blood pressure.

My husband is a faffer too and it drives me potty. In the old times I would shower, dress, feed the cats, get my bag ready for the day, get lunches out of the fridge, make tea in travel mugs and put my shoes on. My husband would generally wander downstairs at the point when I'm ready to leave having showered and dressed. How can it take him that long to put on a few clothes?!
One particularly infuriating time was when we needed to leave the house to catch a bus and he was looking on right move while I had my shoes and coat on and was trying to get us out the front door. I told him he could look at right move on the bus and he said "don't you want us to find a nice house?". Yes dear but I also want to not need to bury you under the patio.
He can also never find one particular thing. We have coat pegs and shoe racks in our hallway so he can't lose those but his keys are frequently not on their hook and the number of times I've been halfway out the front door when he's gone "where's my wallet?" and we have to spend 5 minutes hunting for it are too many to mention.

@riotlady

My mum is whatever the opposite of a faffer is and I find it much worse! If there’s no deadline then why rush, she makes me speedwalk to the shops then attack the aisles like it’s a military operation.

She's my mum now. I'll go shopping with her!

My OH faffs and it drives me mad! If were all about to go out, he lies on the sofa watching his phone and waits until me and DS are stood waiting by the front door before he leaps up, says he needs the toilet (never a rushed toilet break either - he takes his time) and then decides that his jumper or socks are uncomfortable and goes off to change

I had to have a go at DH recently over this. He faff, faff, faffs, while I'm in the living room with toddler DS, so can't go and put on my coat/shoes, get key off the hook, find mask etc. Then suddenly springs, ready, to the back door, grabs DS' reins and is off out, leaving me coat, bag and shoeless. I was always chasing them both down the road a few mins later.

He now has to let me get ready to go first.

Oh my god. Even my children call DH king of the faffers.

I genuinely don’t know how my blood pressure hasn’t killed me by now. I can’t abide it.

We’ve all taken to warning him not to faff when we’re going somewhere. Pisses me the fuck off and now I’m annoyed with him even though he’s not currently doing anything wrong!

I'm sure he is just as irritate day your frantic rushing around, but yes, faffy people are irritating

My blood pressure increased just reading the title of your post.

Faffing drives me nuts!!!!!

I have a 3 year old, she LOVES to faff. It's her favourite. Getting her to pre-school is an enormous ordeal. We have to build in protected faffing time to accommodate.

My wife loves a good faff also, it takes her so long to do anything. I don't understand where she looses the time. We have two children, a shower and hair dry can't take an hour, it just can't. STOP FAFFING!

Oh wow, I might need to have another drink!

My OH faffs and it drives me mad! If were all about to go out, he lies on the sofa watching his phone and waits until me and DS are stood waiting by the front door before he leaps up, says he needs the toilet (never a rushed toilet break either - he takes his time) and then decides that his jumper or socks are uncomfortable and goes off to change

My DH is a bit like this. I'll say we need to leave to go out by 6.30, for example to go to a restaurant, or to friends (pre- covid). He will be watching tv.
5pm me : remember we're going out at 6.30
Him: yes, I just need to have a quick shower and I'll be ready.
Repeat at 5.30, 6pm, slightly more aggressively at 6.15 and he'll go into the shower at 6.20.
Spoiler: theres nothing quick about the showers and we usually end up leaving at least 10 min late.

I'm more faffy than not.

People who feel the need to rush and speedwalk everywhere stress me out. There is beauty around us, birds in the trees, clouds in the sky, interactions between people. I like these little details and moments of reflection.

The worst faffer I ever came across was an ex, who I actually couldn't marry due to his faffing.

It dawned on me when he said he would cook me a meal and it took 4 hours to do salmon fillets with new potatoes and a bit a broccoli.

My H was like that, he always found something he needed to do just as we were leaving the house. I've stood in pouring rain a d blazing heat when I've gone to the car thinking he was behind me, only to turn around and find he'd disappeared. It was usually a trip to the toilet, or deciding to change his top just as he was leaving.

It drove me mad, but he died last year and I miss his funny little ways.

I should have realised about DH and his faffing when one of the first meals he made me was a cooked breakfast. It took him 2 hours.

@tillytoodles1 so sorry.

@TeapotCollection that is hilarious

The ONLY way I've ever found to deal with faffage is to go your own way, regardless of the faffer. So, you're due to go for a meal that starts at six and need to leave at five thirty? You leave at five thirty. The faffer can make their own way.

Continually being late for things is so incredibly rude. THEIR time is no more valuable than anyone else's and they shouldn't hold the family to ransom by wanting a two hour shower and shit.

Mil is a champion faffer. MOVE ffs! She’s always running about despite us turning up early etc. DH seems to have no sense of urgency either and just as we are due to leave he will go to the loo then walk at a slow pace that drives me mad. I missed a major part of an event last year with his snail walking and he got annoyed at me trying to chivvy him along. No matter just something
I wanted to see

My husband doesn't faff but he's very slow and precise at everything. I'm always rushing around like a headless chicken. We used to work together but had to travel separately as I would stress him out by leaving home at the last minute and rushing, whilst he'd stress me out by being so slow!