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Originally Posted by beppe
Even more funny. With the happy ending.
I wonder how Roommate does the dishes her/him/itself.
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I've seen him do them once or twice, and he seems to do so in the normal fashion. Scrub with one of those sponge/scrubby things, rinse, put in the drying rack.
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Originally Posted by Iridal
Preparation is collecting glasses and bowls scattered around the various rooms of my apartment...
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While I was in Florida, John had a temporary roommate who left his dirty dishes in his room, so John got in the habit of seeking out dishes around the house. Even though I've been back for over a year, he still comes to my room to see if I've got any.
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Originally Posted by Iridal
  Sadly enough, I don't have a roommate to do the dishes for me ... |
Ah, yes, but then that means you also don't have a roommate who turns the TV way up because he's half deaf, or fills the house with the smell of kim chi... Seriously, though, he's like family to me. He's 20 years older with no children, so he watches out for me, worries about me, makes sure I eat and all that. He's awesome.
I actually do the dishes sometimes. It's just that I rarely use that many dishes compared to him. I might go an entire day on one mug, one glass, two plates and a fork. When I cook, I make enough for a few days, so I don't use the pans and such every day like he does. (We're so different food-wise that sharing meals would never work.)
But the ice trays... the Ice Fairy takes care of those. I leave them empty on the counter and they reappear in the freezer, filled and frozen by the next morning. John swears it's not him, and truth be told, I've never actually seen him fill them.
(I think he's trying to help me reclaim my lost childhood by way of the Ice Fairy mythology. All I know is, I never run out of ice.)
In my cup: Coffee.