I once broke up with a girl because she was always stepping in dogshit. She was pretty cool otherwise, but almost every time we were out she would step in some shit. Like she couldn’t be bothered to look at the ground ever. What killed it was when we went to apt. after one such incident and she didn’t even take her shoes off walking on her shag carpet. I was so revolted thinking about all the poo particles in that rug, I ended it the next day, over the phone. I didn’t even want to get near her… to this day that is the most asinine, but undeniable reason I ever broke off with anyone.