Its possible to hate an inaminante object?
My grandparents have lived in the same house since 1972. The house is cool in many ways as it is a cedar house built on brick and it has a huge basement where my granddad has a woodshop. There is a very small downside.
When I stay the night there the door slowly opens. You can shut it and hear the door latch and seemingly out of the clear blue sky it unlatches itself and slowly with a creaking sound opens. I hate that.
Once while showering I was naked in the room and the door unlatched itself and opened wide. Had there been someone on the other side of the door they would have seen me.
My grandmother hasn't seen me naked for decades and I'd just as soon she never see me like that again.