Dishing out Punishment
I used to live with three other girls – I got along with one of them really well but the other two were casual friends at best. I know most people like to say that they’re the one who does the dishes the most but generally it was me to took care of it.
I did them about twice a week because they just piled up every couple of days and nobody would touch them. No big deal, I figured that everybody has different rates for when they want to do dishes, and if my roommates only wanted them washed once a week or so, then I was the odd man out for wanting them cleaned twice a week.
So I usually just ended up doing it myself, I didn’t mind. We had a lot of other little conflicts over the semester but I always kind of prided ourselves on the fact that we never had a quarrel about dishes.
Fast-forward a year, I’m living with some new roommates who were friends with the old ones. I’m telling them about the dishes, and how I felt that if somebody in the apartment wants a certain chore to be done a certain way, they should do it themselves and not expect everyone else to cater to their need if nobody else cares about it.
One of them gets a weird look on their face and I ask what’s up. She says “Those girls said you never did the dishes. They said you let them sit in the sink for three days without cleaning them.”
Turns out that the girls in the apartment really wanted the dishes done every day, but they were too passive-aggressive to actually talk to each other about it, so they just let them sit in the sink for three days until somebody cracked and did them as “punishment”.
It was absurd. You’re a twenty year old woman and you can’t talk to your roommates about some dishes? Story credit: Reddit / not_homestuck