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Well, actually the Dish washer does it but they put the platos v:
Problem is, mothers and wives have this natural-born talent of walking in just as the dishes are ABOUT to get washed. They also have this talent of ignoring you washing the dishes. For that brief moment when you're scrubbing a dirty plate or cooking tray? You have phased out of this reality to them. You no longer exist.
They can't talk to you, they can't ask you to do something else, because doing so forces them to recognise you're currently busy washing the dishes (and apologize).
:)
“Hey, you didn’t clean your dish. I’m gonna have to ask you to clean it.”
I am a dish washer machine myself.
What happened to the sponge thread anyway?