WHATS SO FUCKIN HARD ABOUT SCRAPING FOOD INTO THE TRASH BEFORE PUTTING DISHES IN THE SINK? ITS JUST FUCKING COMMON SENSE, HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO REMIND YOU TO DO SOMETHING A CHILD HAS ENOUGH SENSE TO DO? I DO NOT NEED TO GO TO DO THE DISHES AND BE FACED WITH A SINK SO FULL OF FOOD THAT IT DOESNT DRAIN, IT JUST FILLS UP WITH DISGUSTING WATER THAT SMELLS LIKE FUCKING TUNA FISH. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY DOES YOUR HELP MAKE MORE WORK FOR ME? I CAN CLEAN EVERY FUCKING DISH IN THIS HOUSE AND END UP WITH A CLEAN SINK, WHAT IS YOUR MALFUNCTION? THIS WILL NOT STAND!
I resorted to busting out the P-touch and pasting not one, or two, or three, or four, but SEVEN labels that say "SCRAPE FOOD INTO TRASH" because I like to temper my aggression aggression with passive aggression. This is actually why I bought the labeler in the first place, asking nicely doesn't work because everything useful just falls out of that head and I don't want to nag, I want him to have some fucking sense. Fuck his parents, those useless fucks didn't teach him anything worthwhile.
Thank you for your patience. Is anything pissing you off today? Is today Thursday? That explains it, I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
ETA: Apparently it's Wednesday. As far as I'm concerned, there are two Thursdays this week and that's no good.