Seems an odd household to keep kosher...
so, the recordbreaking 24 hours without getting pissed off at #3 didn't happen after all.
The morron sees me cleaning the kitchen today. Counters, stove, floor -sweep and mop. Fine, I would do it anyways and I probably do it more often than necessary. All I want is a bit of respect. He finishes his dinner, and leaves plates and pots and utensils all over the previously cleaned countertops. Checks in the dishwasher -yup, it's full. So he leaves everything where it dropped off his hand, and does NOT turn the dishwasher on. Leaves instead. It just boggles my mind. Then he watches me push aside his dishes and start a dishwasher.It's as if his brain was miswired or something. Some circuits are totally interrupted and don't connect. Little nasty shrimp.
dagmaraka wrote:so, the recordbreaking 24 hours without getting pissed off at #3 didn't happen after all.
The morron sees me cleaning the kitchen today. Counters, stove, floor -sweep and mop. Fine, I would do it anyways and I probably do it more often than necessary. All I want is a bit of respect. He finishes his dinner, and leaves plates and pots and utensils all over the previously cleaned countertops. Checks in the dishwasher -yup, it's full. So he leaves everything where it dropped off his hand, and does NOT turn the dishwasher on. Leaves instead. It just boggles my mind. Then he watches me push aside his dishes and start a dishwasher.It's as if his brain was miswired or something. Some circuits are totally interrupted and don't connect. Little nasty shrimp.
In my lengthy experience it will never connect.
been there, done that.
He thinks you're the maid.
We should charge him.....
He says he will clean the bathroom this week. Not holding my breath.
dagmaraka wrote:so, the recordbreaking 24 hours without getting pissed off at #3 didn't happen after all.
The morron sees me cleaning the kitchen today. Counters, stove, floor -sweep and mop. Fine, I would do it anyways and I probably do it more often than necessary. All I want is a bit of respect. He finishes his dinner, and leaves plates and pots and utensils all over the previously cleaned countertops. Checks in the dishwasher -yup, it's full. So he leaves everything where it dropped off his hand, and does NOT turn the dishwasher on. Leaves instead. It just boggles my mind. Then he watches me push aside his dishes and start a dishwasher.It's as if his brain was miswired or something. Some circuits are totally interrupted and don't connect. Little nasty shrimp.
He must die! Grrrrr!
... or better still,
go!
Seriously.
Goils, you don't
need this! You can do much, much better!
Quote:Leaves plates and pots and utensils all over the previously cleaned countertops.
Is it worth the effort to put them on his bed? (without washing them)
Some people just don't get it. One of my roomates leaves the iron sitting on the counter with the cord hanging down to the floor. I've said **** to him, but it doesn't sink in.
dadpad wrote:Quote:Leaves plates and pots and utensils all over the previously cleaned countertops.
Is it worth the effort to put them on his bed? (without washing them)
Second time you have to do it, leave them upside down....
Be sure to put them under the covers.
I've used this before (as I think I mentioned), but not without a great deal of previous actively aggressive wars. Eventually we did drive the guy out.
patiodog wrote:Be sure to put them under the covers.
Right next to the Speedo shreds.
ah ah, that might work. i still think slappy at the famous Digeridoo party would be the best offensive. slappy can say things i could not even dream of.
dagmaraka wrote:ah ah, that might work. i still think slappy at the famous Digeridoo party would be the best offensive. slappy can say things i could not even dream of.
It's ok. You can always dream.
I was talking to this girl last night, being my usual wise-ass self. She asks me sarcastically, "wow, you must have all the girls knocking the door down." I don't remember what I said. She also asked me at one point if I was looking to get my ass whooped. Oh well, I'm taken.
Ah.... I wonder where Dag is. Why hasn't she come here to start raving by now? Perhaps she never came home last night? Perhaps she has her white noise machine on the loudest setting?
Oy! HM#3 came into the kitchen as I was trying to quietly make pancakes. I told him there was enough for him to have some. He kept talking and talking and TALKING about german pancakes and french pancakes and asking me why I wasn't putting any sugar in or baking soda (It was a mix I was using). We ate them and drank tea. He can't sit in silence. He started yammering about pancakes again. At one point he was nearly yelling to me from 3 feet away - "sssshhhshshshshshshs! Dasha's sleeping!" He quieted down after that, at least he didn't talk as much. But, now he is making a cake of some sort. He is beating egg yolks. You know the difference between a young man and an older man when they have sex - generally speaking? The young man is fast and furious and without any sense of rythm or concern for the poor egg yolks. And the older man beats the yolks with finesse in a consistent sustainable rythm. Guess which guy HM#3 is?
And, just now, as I was typing my last sentence, he unplugged the wireless router and I lost my connection...... will post as soon as he plugs it back in...................................................................................................................
ok now i will never be able to watch someone beat eggs anymore in the same way..
I live with some of the laziest mother fu*kers. Trash goes out on Friday morning, one of the dopes takes the bag out, ties it, and leaves it on the floor next to the barrell inside. Last night I stop in, and the kitchen stinks. The trash is full, with a couple of empty tuna cans sitting on top. Too f'n lazy to take the trash out...out of the 4 roomates, only 2 of us ever take out the trash.
littlek, are you sure this guy is human?
maybe he's an ET...
Well, he's missing antennae..
