Every single day, I walk into the kitchen and see that the entire sink is empty, thanks to either myself or kdbolitho washing all of the dishes. At least, it looks empty, until I get close and see that there’s one single spoon sitting there, and I think to myself, “You couldn’t wash one single spoon? You do literally nothing, or at least nothing important, all day and all night long, and you couldn’t find the fifteen seconds to wash one single spoon? You come into this kitchen upwards of twenty times in every twenty four hour period to make your tea, and you couldn’t wash one single spoon? You can find the time to take twenty minutes to yell at us for not washing your spoon, but you couldn’t find the time to wash one…single…spoon?”