I’ll give an example lol. Major germophobe here.
So, I live in my Dad’s basement. We have very different standards of cleanliness. I take sponges to walls, meanwhile my Dad thinks it’s okay to use body soap to wash your hands. Suffice to say, I help keep the upstairs clean but it’s not up to the insane standards of my room.
When Mathew came over for the first time, I made him drive to the Dollarama with me to pick up a pair of flip-flops for him to walk upstairs with. I then forced him into wearing a pair of fuzzy wool socks to wear only in my room. Every time he went upstairs he had to change from the socks to the flip-flops.
I have never seen such a look of defeat on a person lmao.
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