Stuff has a place. A specific place. Order helps you to find it. She mocks my autistic order in the kitchen. Bitch, I dont want to look up where stuff is misplaced for 10 minutes just to cook some eggs. Why should I know where you."put" (smashed/stuffed/bumbled) your things?!
Why are so many men complaining about women who put their studf ANYWHERE?! Have some idea, dammit. Peterson was on point. Must be a pattern.