Mean Woman Alert: Gut Reaction of a Bitter Woman
I was just reading the comments on a blog I frequent fairly regularly. In the post, the blogger mentioned how she had to run the dishwasher three times yesterday and felt she deserved an award because she hates loading and unloading the dishwasher. In context of her post and her usual humor I thought it was cute. But the comments. Oh! The comments! All that whining about loading and unloading the dishwasher. "Oh! What a hateful loathsome chore!" and "It's the worst ever!" If only I were a troll this is what I'd have replied to them all: "Oh, wah, wah, wah, you bunch of big babies. I wish my life was that hard. Try washing three loads of dishes by HAND and see how much you hate loading a dishwasher then. Spoiled little brats." I'm a bitter old woman who's obviously never had the joy misfortune and convenience treachery of owning or operating a dishwasher. Actually, if I'm being honest, I think the thing I hate about most c...