At 6.30 this evening Husband said, 'Why haven't you washed my fleece?'
'I didn't know it needed washing. It wasn't in the dirty clothes basket.'
'No, it was on the floor in the corner of the bedroom. Please wash it.'
'What now?'
'Yes, please, I want to take it with me tomorrow.'
So I put the washing machine on.
At 7.15 Husband came in and said, 'I need this shirt washing too.'
'Your fleece has already started being washed.'
'Well, I need this too.'
'So you want me to wash it now?'
'Yes, please. I want to take it with me.'
10 comments:
Hmm Liz If I sprung that on the not-wife I would be taking the shirt out iof a very uncomforatable spot. Enjoy your hols!
Quite honestly - and I know you didnt ask me - I would have told him him to F**ck off!
Sorry.
But I would have...
I know what I would of said!!! And it wouldn't be "Do you want ME to wash it"!!!!
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
The floor in the corner of the bedroom is NOT the laundry basket!
I'm like you liz and would just wash it!
Yep, men arefrom Mars, the blighters. At least he is deciding to take stuff. My husband usually says I only need one pair of pants or one sweater or.... No you need at least two, what if one gets wet or..... Anyway mine is all packed up and ready to go on his way this evening. Remember passport and ticket, for everything else there is Mastercard. It's not the wild frontier you know.
I hope you have a really great holiday :-)
Bugger Off would have been my reply!
Some men!!!
How could he???!!
Isn't it funny how washing is our job? After all those poor women chained themselves to railings and suchlike for us, turning the dials on the washing machine is still our domain! Sad really.
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