He is like the worst roommate: every room he walks through reeks of sulphur, his friends trash the apartment whenever they show up, and he tricks YOU into washing his laundry at the same time as yours.
I went to college back in the Reagan era; in his honor I developed what I called “Supply Side Dishwashing”. Being busy college students, none of us in the house had the time to wash their dishes immediately after using them. So they would pile up in the sink. Eventually, my conscience would get the better of me, and I’d do dishes. Only I would check the drawers and cabinets and see what we still had clean, and what we had run out of. Then I would wash the dirty items for which there were clean ones left. It was my attempt to make those lazy louts wash something.
He is like the worst roommate: every room he walks through reeks of sulphur, his friends trash the apartment whenever they show up, and he tricks YOU into washing his laundry at the same time as yours.
He’s still not as bad as some of my former roommates.
Indeed!
I went to college back in the Reagan era; in his honor I developed what I called “Supply Side Dishwashing”. Being busy college students, none of us in the house had the time to wash their dishes immediately after using them. So they would pile up in the sink. Eventually, my conscience would get the better of me, and I’d do dishes. Only I would check the drawers and cabinets and see what we still had clean, and what we had run out of. Then I would wash the dirty items for which there were clean ones left. It was my attempt to make those lazy louts wash something.
In the morning they find the devil left them a note written on the walls in blood. Soooo passive aggressive…