The following conversation proves to me that I married the right woman:
Me: (Sloppily throws all of his dishes into the sink)
My Wife: (Sighs) Can you please wash off your dishes, once the food dries on there it is much more difficult to get off.
Me: Dear, I would, but I know that if I were to wash off those dishes, no matter how hard I tried, I would do a half-assed job. Then, I would put those dishes into the dishwasher, incorrectly, per your standards, and you’d have to take them out to rearrange them whereby you would notice they weren’t really cleaned, so in addition to having to place them in the dishwasher properly you’d also have to wash them again. I’m leaving these dishes in the sink for your own benefit.
My Wife: (Another much deeper sigh) Yes, you’re right. I’ll get them.
God I love that woman.
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May 26th, 2009 at 12:00 pm
Just so you know, I’m not stupid. It’s just easier then listening to your B.S. All wives know this.
May 26th, 2009 at 12:04 pm
We’re allowed to block comments from wives as spam, correct?
May 26th, 2009 at 12:50 pm
We have a side of the sink that if you let food get down the drain it smells like practically the most awful thing you can think of. All I request (after realizing Paul will never rinse anything consistently) is do not set them on that side, to prevent stinky food build-up in S pipe. Everyday dishes are stacked on that side of the sink. I assume I must do something equally frustrating and he is paying me back, bc why else would you possibly continue to do that?
May 26th, 2009 at 5:27 pm
Paul is my hero.