||[Jan. 11th, 2008|07:34 pm]
I would say heaven help the man who stacks dishes in the sink rather than emptying the dishwasher, except there is no heaven nor is there help for such a man who does this to me. In fact, you will get as bad of a reaction for this minor oversight in my house as you will if you pee on the floor right in front of me.
What goes through your mind the 3rd time you walk past these clean dishes sitting there? It can't possibly be, "I'd never like p**sy again." I wonder if my partner who is out traveling will be thrilled with her 3 day clean dishes upon arriving home and in pain? I bet she will be overjoyed to cook again because of my awesome housebrokenness skills?
As a type A person I'm willing to do more than my share of the work, but if you hit one of those many things that irritate me, imagine in video game with a 50X negative hit on you the entire time this is happening. To many other people this would just be a few dishes, no big deal. To me, this is a freaking personal ATTACK. Your failure to do this is because I am not important and your feelings for me are not where mine are for you. You do this to spite me. Whatever else you are doing can't be worth the peril. Because I hate it enough to write a very nasty blog about ANY person who dares take this approach to dishes.
If you do this, you are evil and do not deserve to live with other people. I mean this too sincerely and that is why I'm terrifying. If you commit this sin of ommission in my house it will take all I have to not kick you out and consider you unworthy of living there. I share this just in case you start thinking, "Wow. That girl seems really nice. I bet she is easygoing." Or the ever popular, "Redheads aren't really living up to the stereotypes lately."
Luckily I had time to vent the crazy overreaction BEFORE an unassuming Craig got home. :)
To many other people this would just be a few dishes, no big deal. To me, this is a freaking personal ATTACK. Your failure to do this is because I am not important and your feelings for me are not where mine are for you. You do this to spite me. Whatever else you are doing can't be worth the peril.
I am EXACTLY the same way. Not about dishes, but about certain things.
Glad you got to vent a little before Craig came home.
I try to explain this kinda thing to Scott. And while I am sure he gets it, I think he forgets.
Living with other people is really hard.
Scott and I went from seeing each other every couple months to living together three years ago last October. I still don't think I've adjusted.
I can't even get my hubby to carry the dirty dishes to the kitchen sometimes!
See, in that case he'd be deaf from me freaking out at him, and putting the dishes into his car or his side of the bed.
My husband likes to make what I call "dirty dish soup", which involves taking a food-caked dish or bowl, filling it with water, and sitting it in the sink "to soak", because somewhere along the line he picked up the idea that this was necessary. He rationalizes that this is somehow helpful; behavior, and not, in fact, totally disgusting, especially when I've been gone for a week.
Longer than a day is pretty gross. While I do understand that on rare occasion "soaking" works, usually get off your lazy butt and SCRUB is the right answer rather than "make gross mess in sink".
Oh yes, it wouldn't be a problem if a few hours later he put it in the dishwasher. He does not.
Wow. That's a whole lot of testosterone in the house. I hope you don't end up going on psycho rant like this because they'd all gang up on you and tell each other than you have your period.
I have no idea how Claudia generates so many dishes, nor how she can just set dirty pans on the counter when she's done with them without at least rinsing the crap outta them before it crustifies. *Grr*
Yay! A guy who hates this. :)
I also hate it when people leave either of the toilet seats up. Does that count too? I can't believe that anyone wants to look at a dirty toilet, and yes, any toilet that's been used is dirty. Plus, sometimes they don't smell so great, and leaving it open at all...expresses that to the whole bathroom. Eww.