Nah, can't really be bothered. I'mma rage about ... dishes. I do the dishes, right? Well someone in the house seems to think that means dishes are to be heaped in the sink like offerings to the dishwasher to be inspected by yours truely like I'm the high priest of dishwashing. It is a cereal bowl. It has a slight film of milk on it. Rinse it out and put it in the dishwasher. This is not be TRYING TO GET OUT OF IT, this is COMMON SENSE. Why should the cereal bowl sit in the sink for half the day collecting flies and getting dried on like its cheese or some shit when you could DEAL WITH YOUR OWN MESS YOURSELF.
This. This is the single most raeg inducing thing I run into on a daily basis.
I'm not a "clean" person. Some people might even call me fairly dirty. But one thing I am
adamant about is not cooking food in a filthy kitchen. It came from 4 years as a line cook/dishwasher. I can't stand filth where I'm going to cook, because of cross contamination, the smell of rotting food or just the fucking principle of the matter.
And someone in my house has this weird obsession with dish stacking. Up to a week's worth. My family always practiced the method of "rinse it now, put it in the dishwasher now" because it makes for less dishes and quicker clean up. So what do they do? They half rinse it, then leave it in the sink. Giant cast iron skillet? They leave it in the sink. Double wide pot for boiling pasta? They leave it in the sink. Full size cutting board? Filthy, and sitting next to the sink.
60 pieces of silverware that aren't really dirty, sitting in a pot full of water, for a week! My nice cutlery?
HAS SHIT CAKED TO IT AND IS SITTING UNDERWATER FOR DAYS AT A TIME! To even move the fucking faucet, you have to clean something.
Sometimes I walk into my kitchen and I just want to take a bat to the whole sink, it pisses me off that bad. Never forget the liter-sized wine bottles, that appear once a day next to sink because someone both loves wine, and believes in recycling, but only has enough energy to DRINK wine, not recycle the bottle, further reducing the piddly amount of space around in the sink. When I'm starving, the last thing I want to do is plunge my hands into filthy, stinking dish water to clean someone else's mess, but god damn me if that isn't what I have to do EVERY FUCKING TIME I GO TO COOK.