My boyfriend has what TikTok would call a “beige flag” — a small, seemingly insignificant habit which irks or irritates you to no end, enough to even give you the ick if it’s early enough into the relationship. In fact, he has many.
For example, he’s terrible at pronouncing things. Roughly once a week, for the last two years, I have had to remind him that the fancy cookware retailer beloved by middle class millennials is in fact called Le Creuset (he owns some of their little pots so references them a lot) and not, as he calls it, Le Cruisieré. He thought Southwark was pronounced “South-walk” and any reference to the actor Barry Keoghan is a nightmare for him. He just calls him “that guy”.
