Wednesday, May 16, 2012

They Better Hope I Never Go On Strike

It has recently come to my attention that there are a number of things that I am solely responsible for when it comes to the running of my household, and; they are things that I am not entirely comfortable with being solely responsible for, like at all.

To wit:

-Placing dishes in the dishwasher.
-Replacing empty toilet paper rolls with new rolls.
-Replacing empty Kleenex boxes with full boxes.
-Throwing empty food packaging out of the pantry and cupboards.
-Cleaning the litter box.
-Making a bed, any bed.

The last time I checked, everyone in my household had fully functioning fingers (including an oposable thumb) as well as mostly-fully-functioning grey matter, so; why am I the only person capable of realizing that an empty box needs to a) be thrown away, and b) replaced with, you know, a non-empty box?


I know I'm not alone in this; mothers the world over experience the same thing, in fact, I'm guessing it is epidemic in its' proportions. So much so; the government should commission a study on the phenomenon. I mean, why not? They commission studies on just about everything else.

Although, come to think of it; a large percentage of both government officials and scientists are men which, totally explains why they would be too busy to throw away an empty milk carton; they are commissioning studies on such valid topics as "Why Some People Don't Like Cilantro" (true story; saw in on the news just this morning).

Our society is doomed. DOOMED, I say.

Now, if you will excuse me, I have beds to make and curse words to throw at empty cookie boxes in my pantry.

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