Ah there you are. Sorry I missed you before, I had just stepped out for a minute. I was leaving demanding comments on the Jockson's weblog. Anyway, seems that they wash their own dishes over there. Takes all sorts to make a world, I suppose.
I personally have never washed a single dish in my entire life. My mother used to deal with them in the early days, and then after I fired her I found some poor, unfortunate female roomate to perform all those tiresome scrubbing and wiping chores for me.
In more recent times, however, I have hired a Mexican maid to take care of the dirty dish issue. Although we have some communication problems at times.
"Do the dishes."
"No. I vacuum and dust only."
"Well vacuum and dust the dishes, then. As long as they get cleaned I'm not too fussy about the methods you employ."
"I no touch dish in sink. I am a maid not a washer. I vacuum and dust your apartment."
At which point, of course, I'm forced to remove the dishes from the kitchen and throw them all over the living room floor: "Okay. So now you vacuum and dust my apartment. Yes?"
I'm afraid it's all rather Sergio Leone. Still, it's better than doing the dirty work myself. That's unheard of.
There's this new invention called a "Dish Washer" -- a wondrous mechanical device that utilizes streaming jets of water and an ingenious soap dispensing mechanism to clean your dishes. And it doesn't talk back.
Posted by: Outer Life | October 29, 2004 at 14:41
Yes but you have to bend down to put things in it .. maybe I could employ some
sort of dshwasher sized dwarf to do the loading?
Posted by: stephenesque | October 29, 2004 at 14:43
And, to unload it, you'd need some sort of giant who could reach your highest cabinets.
Now that I've thought the matter through, I guess this new "Dish Washer" contraption isn't the labor saving device it's cracked up to be. Sorry for bringing it up and distracting your readers.
Posted by: Outer Life | October 29, 2004 at 14:56
I've found indentured servants to be very helpful. They can't complain about much, and when they do, I pretend to be deaf.
"Haven't you heard of the thirteenth amendment?"
"You needn't go through all that trouble. Cucumber sandwiches will be fine."
Posted by: Otto | October 30, 2004 at 08:54
And it's so hard to find a decent quality horse whip these days!I'm forced to take my belt off to them - but then my trousers fall down.
And, yes indeed, cucumber sandwiches are such a relief after a hard days yelling at one's lazy-bones servants.
Posted by: stephenesque | October 30, 2004 at 12:20