I'll start.
DH hung the washing the other day - plenty of space on the clothes horse - however, every item was folded in half, or even folded twice, so was always going to dry smelling stale. I had to rehang the lot.
He took the clean plastic tubs out of the dishwasher, and as they are never dry he stacked them on the draining board, but they were all stacked together, like they would sit in the cupboard, meaning that the only one getting any air was the bottom one.
When he oven cooks or grills sausages, he places them all in the top left corner of the tray, so they are all touching, so the sides aren't really getting any heat - I would space them out.
He had to drop our dog to his parents, as they were going to dog sit for us. His parents lived 40 mins away in a different town. He also had an errand to run in that town. He went to said town without the dog, ran his errand, then came back home, picked up the dog and went to his parents. Why would you do two trips?
Anyone got any similar stories, where you just can't understand the psyche?