My wife married into my Warhammer collection. We have a Warhammer room. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t even like Warhammer but has her own painted figurines.
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i mean you’re an adult, you can buy your own jar and enjoy whatever you like in parallel, why are people like that?
his wife does all the grocery shopping and he refuses to do domestic chores, so her revenge is never buying crunchy peanut butter
yup then it’s fully deserved and he’s not an adult, he’s a manchild
I don’t think that’s fair as a blanket statement
yep
… It’s a JOKE for fuck’s sake.
maybe what i wrote too… ? idk man it’s the internet we’re here to shitpost, it’s a meme community
Jokes generally have to be true, on some relatable level, in order to be funny.
I hate people like this because they’re just miserable on purpose.
My partner doesn’t like Marmite and I do. Solution, I buy Marmite and she doesn’t eat it.
Just buy the peanut butter you like, as well.
2 jars of peanut butter? In this economy?
If both versions cost the same, it literally makes no difference
How much does it cost to flatten peanuts?
It lasts twice as long though
4 times as long, if both jars are crunchy
It is just peanut butter, not like he gave up on his hobbies. Unless ofcourse peanut butter is the one thing he is living for. To me it sounds like he can’t be bothered to deal with two jars of peanut all the time so he just said “eh fuck it”
It’s just boomer humour, haha wife bad BS.
For some people there isn’t another choice. It’s be in a relationship and be miserable, or be miserable and alone.
and a lot of people have control issues in relationships. they can’t be happy or secure unless the other person suffers.
Those people need therapy because that’s not normal way of thinking. If you’re miserable in a relationship what’s the point in staying in the relationship?
it’s less miserable than being alone.
not everyone has the luxury of therapy or happiness dude. that’s a thing wealthy people worry about. working-class people need someone to split the rent with.
What, like in Ethiopia? I’m sure they have both, too.
No.
My son likes creamy, husband likes crunchy, so I stock both?
Husband did give up sour cream, but If he wanted it so bad, hes get it himself or ask me. I dont like blue cheese, yet we always have it in the house.
This is dumb.
Yeah, feels kinda like boomer energy. Gave up something unecessary to prove his love in a way that was never asked for, probably resents her for it or pulls that out as a talisman any time she brings up something she does care about because marriage isn’t about partnership; it’s a constant power struggle.
Chunky peanutbutter has gotten worse so I stopped getting it too.
Ensmoothification is real
A lot of people don’t believe in a relationship that isn’t a power struggle. They don’t believe in relationships that are cooperative. Many people are seeking relationships where they dominate or are dominated.
I date. I meet plenty of women who tell me on the first date that I must give up something to prove to them my worth or dedication to them. Because the point of the relationship to her is for men to suffer for her sake, and anything the man pursues for his own personal happiness is a her losing out on what should be given to her.
This might include hobbies, friends, possessions, lifestyle choices, and pets.
I also meet women occasionally who basically want me to tell them how to dress, what to think, what friends to have, etc. Which is kind of the flipside.
ya for condiments everyone literally can just have their own jar. You are not required to use everything someone else used.
My dad likes crunchy peanut butter, and my mom likes smooth. I grew up in a two peanut butter jar household. Despite decades of that, they are still married today.
Some say it’s impossible
I solved the problem by liking both.
Does he post that every year? In OPs screenshot its 17 years.
“We couldn’t possibly buy two jars of peanut butter.”
He doesn’t do the shopping. He could easily go to the shops himself.
This. Lazy ass man, cant be arsed to go shopping. Thinks it’s a “woman’s job”. Complains when she doesnt serve his wishes.
Someone I listen to loves peanut butter but his partner is allergic, so he doesn’t have peanut butter anymore. I know the stakes are higher, but it’s more valid to match the solution. This post feels almost like intentionally suffering to make yourself a Martyr when the solution is very simple.
Peanut allergies are often sensitive enough to be triggered by trace amounts of peanuts in the environment, so completely eliminating it to keep a partner safe makes sense. The OP is clearly depicting a toxic variety of hetero relationships where guys refuse to make an effort at compromise and just say “my wife always gets her way.”
Though I do wonder how many people out there worry about a deadly peanut allergy they grew out of but haven’t realized they can now enjoy one of the best foods in existence.
Funny joke. Boomer go Ha Ha.
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“Let me tell you something. I have not controlled a SINGLE financial decision in this house since 1987 and I am PAYING for it. I put a ROOF over this woman’s head for 40 YEARS and somehow SHE controls the checkbook. Every week she does the shopping WITHOUT me, like I am not the one whose PENSION is funding the whole OPERATION. I fought for this country and I cannot get a peanut butter with some TEXTURE because apparently BARBARA knows best about EVERYTHING now.”
Exactly. It’s that tired old stereotype that you either have to have an adversarial relationship with your SO, or let them have their way all the time… Did you not both agree to a partnership!?
I think it’s from a time when people(both men and women, but mostly women) married for social and economic reasons. Those reasons kept people in relationships who had long since checked out.
Now it resonates with fewer people because women can leave bad relationships more easily.
That’s also why I assume the manisphere is a thing because there are a lot of sour people who are upset they are not owed a person just for existing.
Relationship dysfunction is just assumed to be an unalterable, unavoidable feature of reality for Boomers, so, much of their humor is literally them coping with their inability to be fully functional people.
See also: Every single ‘Pobody’s Nerfect’ Minions boomer-meme.
In I guess fairness to them: What do you expect from a generation raised by parents with undiagnosed PTSD?
why not just buy your own peanut butter?
My wife likes Skippy, I like Jif.
We keep a jar of each around and use each other’s in a pinch.
I do love the Warhammer comparison though. My wife and I have a D&D collection. She does not play D&D. Her part of the collection is the Lego D&D minifigs.
Do those brands actually taste any different?
I find Skippy to be a bit too oily, but they aren’t very different in taste.
Both Skippy and Jif are added-sugar garbage.
Adams is where it’s at.
We do that, similar situation and 2 different peanut butters. Also if your SO likes something why not buy it for them.
I’ve been married 17 years. I like wearing swimming trunks, and my wife likes wearing bikinis. I haven’t worn trunks in 17 years.
I’ve been married for 17 years. I don’t want to wash my hands after peeing, my wife wants me to wash my hands after peeing. I’ve washed my hands for 17 years.
I do the shopping, i buy her smooth and me crunchy. How is that difficult? Love does not require suffering.
Yeah some decisions require picking one or the other. A $4 jar of peanut butter doesn’t seem like one of those things.
Especially when buying 2 jars means they are both being used at half rate, so you end up spending the same amount of $/month
This is very stupid.
My spouse was diagnosed later in life with a severe gluten intolerance. She went from enjoying beer and soft pretzels to being told “never again if you don’t want to shit yourself in public”
We have a simple rule. Bog standard gluten stuff is fine for me to have, sandwich bread, cereal, etc.
They told me that it was just very upsetting if I was enjoying some delicious gluten treat that they could no longer have.
I love my spouse, so I don’t eat delicious gluten treats in front of them because it would make them upset. Instead I figured out how to make lots of gluten free treats we can both enjoy together. Sometimes I miss the ease of getting a Popeyes chicken sandwich (I still can as long as I don’t eat it right in front of them) but I’ve learned to make gluten free fried chicken we can both enjoy.
Maybe other people would think this is silly, but the person I love is worth it to me.
Why did you switch mid-narrative from calling your spouse a “she” to a “them?”
My spouse identifies as non-binary and I try my best to use their preferred pronouns. That’s a more recent development and I’m used to calling them by feminine pronouns.
The first “she” is an old habit, my mistake.
Does it have a vagina? Or a penis?
They have a brain, and someday maybe you can too.
What a weird question to ask about someone
Dw, you’re not getting any in either case
Are the straights ok?
No, I think Iran mined it, or something. But this about peanut butter.
I don’t think they have been for some time…
A healthy relatinship is also one where both partners understand, respects and upholds the other’s right to have personal preferences and enjoy them.
The most basic show of respect here would be to have two separate jars of peanut butter, so both can enjoy their favorite.
Most people have pleasure when seeing their loved ones having pleasure themselves. It shows affection and care for the other and is a basic show of empathy.
It’s a good post for the laughs but it is a depressing admission for a relationship that long.
What are the consequences of the dude buying a separate peanut butter jar for him? Divorce? Accusations of lying and being unfaithful by thought?
If you’re going to get a divorce over peanut butter, you might be better off alone. But that’s just my political opinion.
There is a possibility that his preference for peanut butter isn’t that strong, and it’s easier to just stock one kind. It’s also possible she eats significantly more peanut butter than him, so his jar would sit unfinished for much longer, possibly separating out.
And if it’s something like that, it’d just be a funny way to state their situation.
It’s already been said, but yeah just get both? I’ve been married over 20 years, and I’m vegan while my wife is omnivore. Hasn’t been a big problem.
now i think you wife is a dinosaur.
She’s a cutie-saurus.
One time, while on dispatch for a client, I was stuck on the phone with their ISP. Behind me were all of the company interns, arguing about peanut butter.
It’s always stuck with me for two reasons. 1: One guy was arguing that crunchy peanut butter was like regular peanut butter, but with added wasps. 2: I regret every day that I did not ask the Comcast guy to weigh in over the phone.
crunchy peanut butter was like regular peanut butter, but with added wasps.
I have so many questions about what that guy thought peanut butter is, and what it’s made of.
He was probably confusing peanut butter with figs.
I think he really just didn’t like the texture. I can’t see the reasoning still, but I’ll admit at the time, his argument swayed me.
…You know what? That makes as much sense as anything else I can think of.
Yeah, the wasps thing had me thinking he might’ve had an allergy, but probably wouldn’t be eating smooth peanut butter either then…
My mother likes Scott brand toilet paper. My father likes Charmin. My father installed a second spool holder next to the toilet. One is loaded with Scott, the other with Charmin. They’ll celebrate their 46th wedding anniversary this year.
If “we like different brands/styles of household consumable goods” isn’t a solvable problem, if you solve it by buying one of each kind so everybody gets what they want, and your partner goes to un-solve it…unpartner them, because they’re unfit.
So your mother’s a masochist, then?
That is so ridiculously romantic omfg ❤️😍
In my relationship, we have few things we give up for one another due to sensory issues. For example, I gave up strong cheeses because he can’t stand the smell and he let’s me control what types of blankets and bedsheets we have because I have intense sensory issues with certain types of fabrics.
Sometimes giving something up for the other isn’t a break up worthy offense, but it would be if it was done to take joy away from the other person or in some way infringed on their personal joy and happiness.
Personally, I can live with or without strong cheese. It doesn’t kill me to not have it and he doesn’t give two shits about what textures our blankets have. But if he owned a blanket that had a horrible texture, and it was important to him to keep it, I would try my best to deal with it as long as I don’t have to touch it too much. And for him, I went out and got me a block of stinky cheese one time because he wanted me to enjoy good cheese. I haven’t asked it of him and I don’t think I will try and get strong cheese again anytime soon because it’s more important to me that he’s comfortable than me getting peak dairy.
❤️❤️🤗
