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thewhitelily) wrote2016-04-11 09:41 pm
thewhitelily) wrote2016-04-11 09:41 pm
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Two obsessive compulsives start loading a dishwasher...
"No, no, you haven't seen the system. I put the plate--"
"But look, then it interferes with this plate here!"
"You haven't seen the system!"
"Oh, I've seen the system, many times, and had to deal with the consequences!
"I put the plate here, and the chopping board here, and then the next plate goes here."
"And look, none of these get water on them, and you can't fit plates on the other side and it takes twice as long to sort the all out when you unload it."
"But look! If you have a saucepan like, say, oh look, a saucepan! You can fit it right here!"
"But not all the dinner plates."
"Minor detail."
"What is this? Where is the box?! It's like you and the oil bottle! I mean, how hard is it, you use the oil, you put the cap back on, then we never have this problem!"
"But that section is always full by the end of the day! The only thing loading the bread and butter plates like that in the morning means, is that I can't grab a stack of plates and load them with one hand going (machine gun sound)."
"Well, I never do that, I just put them in one by one."
"I know."
"Otherwise, you couldn't thoroughly rinse each one before you--"
"I know!"
"Look, I'm not saying we don't end up at the same place, I'm just denying it's--"
"You're dragging me down to your level!"
"Well, it gives us something in common!"
"... what, like, Breakfast at Tiffany's? *singing*
Well, I said, what about, loading-the-dishwasher-incredibly-slowly?
She said, I think I, remember-how-annoying-that-was!
Well, I dunno, I said, I always kinda liked it,
She said, well that's why, we ended here!!!""That is why we ended up here!"
"I don't like to complain, is all I'm saying. I'd rather you put plates in the dishwasher at all, despite--"
"Well, there's no danger of that stopping."
"--so don't hold back is what you're saying?--despite your completely insane packing system!"
"You know, if it weren't for this physical metaphor of our entire relationship, people might imagine we were alarmingly compatible."
"Crazy, isn't it?"
NB: I don't think either of us stopped laughing about how much it really didn't matter the whole time. The fact is, we have a kickarse dishwasher that will wash things pretty much any way. But there's ways and ways, okay? Right ways. And wrong ways. Guess which way is Hubby's.
"But look, then it interferes with this plate here!"
"You haven't seen the system!"
"Oh, I've seen the system, many times, and had to deal with the consequences!
"I put the plate here, and the chopping board here, and then the next plate goes here."
"And look, none of these get water on them, and you can't fit plates on the other side and it takes twice as long to sort the all out when you unload it."
"But look! If you have a saucepan like, say, oh look, a saucepan! You can fit it right here!"
"But not all the dinner plates."
"Minor detail."
"What is this? Where is the box?! It's like you and the oil bottle! I mean, how hard is it, you use the oil, you put the cap back on, then we never have this problem!"
"But that section is always full by the end of the day! The only thing loading the bread and butter plates like that in the morning means, is that I can't grab a stack of plates and load them with one hand going (machine gun sound)."
"Well, I never do that, I just put them in one by one."
"I know."
"Otherwise, you couldn't thoroughly rinse each one before you--"
"I know!"
"Look, I'm not saying we don't end up at the same place, I'm just denying it's--"
"You're dragging me down to your level!"
"Well, it gives us something in common!"
"... what, like, Breakfast at Tiffany's? *singing*
Well, I said, what about, loading-the-dishwasher-incredibly-slowly?
She said, I think I, remember-how-annoying-that-was!
Well, I dunno, I said, I always kinda liked it,
She said, well that's why, we ended here!!!""That is why we ended up here!"
"I don't like to complain, is all I'm saying. I'd rather you put plates in the dishwasher at all, despite--"
"Well, there's no danger of that stopping."
"--so don't hold back is what you're saying?--despite your completely insane packing system!"
"You know, if it weren't for this physical metaphor of our entire relationship, people might imagine we were alarmingly compatible."
"Crazy, isn't it?"
NB: I don't think either of us stopped laughing about how much it really didn't matter the whole time. The fact is, we have a kickarse dishwasher that will wash things pretty much any way. But there's ways and ways, okay? Right ways. And wrong ways. Guess which way is Hubby's.