People never cease to amaze me![]()
I can't speak for all women of course, but the one I'm married to is wholly incapable of loading a dishwasher. She seems to have a rule of thumb along the lines of 'put as little as possible in, whilst taking up the maximum space and ensuring nothing can get cleaned properly'. She puts things in that are so high they stop the sprayer rotating. When I complain she just moans about how bad the dishwasher is. Honestly, it's staggering.
On a similar note, she constantly puts hot pans on the worktop, doesn't bother using a chopping board, etc. At our last place she spilled oven cleaner all over the wooden worktop and didn't bother to wipe it up immediately. Despite my constant warnings. I came home to two massive black burn marks. Had to sand and re-oil the thing.
ANOTHER thing that winds me up no end; she hates having dirty plates etc on the worktop, so will pile it all in the sink and fill the sink with water. She doesn't scrape any food etc off, just puts everything in the sink, totally randomly stacked and fills it up. Everything then gets covered in a layer of grease, and is thus ten times harder to clean than it ordinarily would have been.
When cooking, her approach is; 'why use one pan when I can use NINE'.
AND ALSO. Wait, how long have I got? Can this thread be just for me to moan please?
Please do carry on.
I can't speak for all women of course, but the one I'm married to is wholly incapable of loading a dishwasher. She seems to have a rule of thumb along the lines of 'put as little as possible in, whilst taking up the maximum space and ensuring nothing can get cleaned properly'. She puts things in that are so high they stop the sprayer rotating. When I complain she just moans about how bad the dishwasher is. Honestly, it's staggering.
On a similar note, she constantly puts hot pans on the worktop, doesn't bother using a chopping board, etc. At our last place she spilled oven cleaner all over the wooden worktop and didn't bother to wipe it up immediately. Despite my constant warnings. I came home to two massive black burn marks. Had to sand and re-oil the thing.
ANOTHER thing that winds me up no end; she hates having dirty plates etc on the worktop, so will pile it all in the sink and fill the sink with water. She doesn't scrape any food etc off, just puts everything in the sink, totally randomly stacked and fills it up. Everything then gets covered in a layer of grease, and is thus ten times harder to clean than it ordinarily would have been.
When cooking, her approach is; 'why use one pan when I can use NINE'.
AND ALSO. Wait, how long have I got? Can this thread be just for me to moan please?
She's super concerned about the environment, and aside from becoming a vegan likes to make sure we recycle. Of course, by recycling she means putting everything that isn't food in one bin. So I then have to go through it, in the middle of the night, removing all the glass items and things that are clearly not for the recycling bin. Like wood. Plants. That sort of thing. The brown garden waste bin is usually full of general waste because the waste bin is full.
The waste bin will be full because she's put a partially inflated paddling pool in it.
"Why is there a paddling pool in the bin"
"It's not summer any more and it's dirty"
"But we've got a shed. Remember you made me empty it and sort it all out last weekend, there's loads of space"
"It's dirty"
"Well I did advise not leaving it in a pile behind the shed, but nevertheless, we can clean it"
"I don't want the babies playing in a rancid paddling pool, I want a new one"
"Very eco dear. I'll go and stab it so the air comes out"
She's super concerned about the environment, and aside from becoming a vegan likes to make sure we recycle. Of course, by recycling she means putting everything that isn't food in one bin. So I then have to go through it, in the middle of the night, removing all the glass items and things that are clearly not for the recycling bin. Like wood. Plants. That sort of thing. The brown garden waste bin is usually full of general waste because the waste bin is full.
The waste bin will be full because she's put a partially inflated paddling pool in it.
"Why is there a paddling pool in the bin"
"It's not summer any more and it's dirty"
"But we've got a shed. Remember you made me empty it and sort it all out last weekend, there's loads of space"
"It's dirty"
"Well I did advise not leaving it in a pile behind the shed, but nevertheless, we can clean it"
"I don't want the babies playing in a rancid paddling pool, I want a new one"
"Very eco dear. I'll go and stab it so the air comes out"
Quiz night, somewhere in Liverpool 1983. Two teams - blokes vs. women. Question to the women's team. In which season did an English club first win the Inter Cities fairs Cup? Cue much team discussion. Then the answer given by my mate's ex beauty queen girlfriend acting as captain: "We think" , she said with great authority, "it was the Spring."
Please show her what you have written here.
Keys and glasses are my wifes favourite!
Ah, this could be about any woman really.