Monday, October 1, 2007

The Dishes Are Always A Problem

Stan messaged me at work today saying that he forgot to do the dishes and that he'd do them right when he got home.

I got home and looked in the sink.  Lo and behold, there were dirty dishes there.  And they weren't even rinsed.  The silverware was sitting in a bowl that once held cereal.  I knew because little crumbs floated in the white water.

When he got home, he still didn't keep his word and waited a good 20 minutes before doing the dishes "right away," as he said he would at work and when he opened the door.

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