Sunday, June 6, 2010

A note about dish soap

I have to preface this by saying that Stephanie is a nice person. She really is. She CLEARLY loves animals, and I usually see her acting nice towards others. So she's a nice person. At least, one of her personalities is.

I like clean dishes. Perhaps it stems from all of my restaurant experiences, but I like to eat off of clean plates, use clean utensils, and drink out of a clean glass. In order for this to happen, I usually rinse out my dishes before putting them in the dishwasher. Now, I am aware that not everyone does this. It was just something that was instilled in me growing up, and I have taken it with me as I have gotten older. But in order to do this, I sometimes use dish soap to clean these dishes off before placing them in the dishwasher. I also use dish soap to soak dishes sometimes (i.e., a pot used to make macaroni and cheese, or perhaps a pan I used to make eggs). I find it quite convenient to have dish soap RIGHT THERE on the counter. That way, I can just grab it and use it.

But Stephanie had a habit of putting the dish soap underneath the sink. I wasn't really sure why, and I never asked her. But I found it annoying, and would usually place it BACK on the sink after I used it. I thought that perhaps she did this because I usually bought the generic soap, and maybe she just didn't like how it looked...perhaps it looked too cheap for her taste. So I decided to steal a friend's idea, and put my dish soap in a wine bottle (I have a friend who puts his dish soap in a Grey Goose bottle, and it has a little spout on the top; I always thought it looked so neat and artsy). I had a neat-looking port bottle that I had saved for an occasion such as this, so I cleaned it out, and poured the rest of the dish soap into it. I then finished it off with a spout to pour it out of. I tested it, and it worked perfectly. I left it on the sink before I left for work that day (with a sticky note saying "Dish soap is now in here"
), feeling quite proud of myself.

When I got home, the soap was once again underneath the sink.


I was annoyed. Why did she insist on having the dish soap underneath the sink?? It wasn't doing any good there; it wasn't convenient to just grab and use. So I AGAIN placed in BACK on the sink, with a note that said "I use this daily. Please leave it out. Thanks! :)" (see exhibit A).
EXHIBIT A
Maybe she just didn't know that I liked to use it on a constant basis, and I thought this might help (side note: I would have told her directly, but I work nights and she worked days, so I wasn't sure when I would actually see her to tell her. A note would be the fastest means of contact). The next morning, I went down to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, fully expecting the dish soap to now be on the sink
, where I liked it. Instead, I was met with not just 1, not 2, but THREE sticky notes. They were a quite lovely response to my polite note, if I do say so myself (see exhibit B).
EXHIBIT B -->
(as it is shown exactly as I found it, it may be difficult to read, as I have not changed the penmanship at all. The exact text, in its entirety, is as follows:
"I use a lot of things daily And if you haven't noticed, none of them are out because this entire counter is cluttered with your gadgets. There isn't room for a single other thing it is so cluttered. And, if you bring one more thrift store gadget or other piece of junk into this house as long as I live here you will find it out in the trash where it belongs I hope I didn't hurt your feelings b/c I like you and would not want to be mean but I can't stand being surrounded by junk Not to mention there is no counter space for chopping/cooking"

For the record, the "gadgets" she is referring to are: a toaster, a microwave, and a blender. The toaster and blender, along with my spice rack, are now on top of the fridge, where they are quite useful. I was CLEARLY out of line to ask that the DISH soap, used to wash DISHES, be kept on the sink.

I think that my next request might be to leave the hand soap by the bathroom sink...but I don't want to get too carried away with myself.

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