Seconding the "kinda gross" thing. For a while, I just stopped eating cereal at all because of time constraints and a new-found aversion to fluid milk. And this is coming from someone who could mow down an entire box of a particularly good cereal back in the day.
That is my grandmother's attitude towards washing dishes, I am pretty sure. Thus, why Yarrun, should he ever find himself in my house, will be allowed nowhere near the dishes. It might give me flashbacks and that could be dangerous for all involved.
Look, there's a valid point to be made that between long work hours and long commutes, many people from our generation literally do not have time to sit down to eat. When I was still commuting across Portland for work, I'd get up at 6 AM. Some days traffic would be so bad I'd make it back home at 7-8 PM with just enough time to slam some food down by throat before collapsing. If some idiot crashed on US-26, as they do regularly, that was literally my entire day gone.
And the article even briefly mentions this, in the most ludicrously offhanded way as if it didn't imply something far far worse about the state of society in general or something, before going right back into how we're lazy and need to build character or some shit.
^ My last apartment didn't have a dishwasher either. It didn't really take any longer to add a quick squirt of dish soap to things.
haha this guy thinks millennials can afford dishwashers
hey everybody look at mr. moneybags over here
We actually have a dishwasher, but as a rule, you wash your own dishes.
We are an island people. This is how it is done. Also, the dishwasher didn't work right for literal years, so we got used to washing it ourselves and using the dishwasher as a fancy drying rack.
We have one but we need to fix the pipe, which means getting behind the stupid thing. We actually had an amazingly efficient one at our old house, but we had to leave it behind when we were evicted.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I suppose I'm spoiled, since I live in suburbia with my parents and we have a functional dishwasher, albeit a fairly old one (circa 2006) that doesn't work as well as it used to.
there's nothing efficient about just washing dishes a la carte
Keeps things from hardening on. Also the job is way, way less intimidating when you only have to clean the one or two things you just got done using instead of having a whole day's worth of stuff that it's tempting to put off if you end up feeling like shit at the end of the day.
Putting off big intimidating piles of mess is the entire reason my parents' house looks the way it does anymore, so I'll admit I'm very predisposed against letting it happen -_-
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Oddly enough, I still like cheese and ice cream.
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and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead