random thoughts on having guys as housemates...

they hardly help with the trash...
a dustbin, almost full only means,
"better be extra careful when throwing rubbish to prevent from spilling out"
and do not understand that it needs to be replaced with a new garbage bag.

laundry will forever stay in the laundry basket
lest they were being reminded of...
smelly socks, rag-like undies, moldy t-shirts and who knows what else is in there;
till someone decides "enough is enough"
when you detect foul-smelling "scent" from the wash area.

doing the dishes is like an alien word
"no need to wash lah, wash only when you need to use them (the next time) lah"
used pots n pans, cups an mugs, forks n spoons, plates n bowls,
being left in the sink,
for days,
before someone else who cannot tahan anymore washes them clean.

this is the most absurd part!!!
margerine n butter, eggs n milk,
eaten by some "borrowers"...
who left trails of evidence,
like breadcrumbs in the margerine...
Hah! Gotcha!
haven't ya noticed that i'm such a neat freak that i only spread my butter in such a way that it leaves behind the mark of my butter knife in an anti-clockwise circular pattern???
Aaand, i clean up every bits and pieces of breadcrumbs in and around the margerine container!!
Gotcha!

guys as housemates...
guys who would be boyfriends of young maidens, one day
guys who would be husbands of wives, some day
guys as housemates...

and i wonder what will their mothers say...
what will their girlfriends say...
what will their wives say...
hahahah... and what will their mothers-in-law say...