According to my ex wife, there was only one "right" or "correct" way to wash dishes or fold laundry. I always thought she should have been happy because I was willing to do those things. Amirite?
This is the honest truth. I was (and still am) the kind of husband who believed in helping out around the house and carrying equal portions of the load. When I would go to wash the dishes by myself, she would come in and tell me I was doing them "wrong." I group things together and wash all of certain items at a time (all plates, all cups, all silverware). She insisted on just throwing everything in together saying that was "right." The same was true with folding laundry. If I was folding underwear, socks, pants, or shirts, she would come along and tell me I was doing it "wrong" and re-do them! I lasted 20 years with her, so I guess I can't be all that bad.