Tuesday, March 08, 2005

The smelly trash wafting its malicious odor around the apartment; the dishes not being put away (I put them away last time, and Lacey put them away the two times before that); the dirty pans that are usually dirtied and not cleaned until re-used by the same people who dirtied them; the greasy oily smell that seems to have inhabited the area by the frige and stove; the dirty kitchen floor that only gets cleaned by Lacey and me; the unorganized shelves in the refrigerator and having to fight for space just to put milk in it; the empty boxes of noodles or plastic wrappings of ramen and soba on the counter by the stove.

These are things that I could take care of, but since I didn't do them (except for contributing to the trash) or have done them in the past (clean the counters, do the dishes, sweep, vacuum, mop, etc.), I won't do them until the "looters" of this apartment do their equal share of the work. Else if, they will most certainly find themselves cleaning the apartment common areas by themselves when it comes time to move out. I'm not joking.



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1 comments:

Amanda said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WAYNE!!!!!!! I just wanted to let you know that I am thinking of you!! Hope you had a great day filled with lots of love and laughter...I hope you took it easy at least for a few hours.

Love always, Amanda

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