Wash

One more thing before I have to go to the hair-dresser and fix myself up for the big weekend. What is wrong with you men? I politely asked my flatmate to hang the wash that I put in the machine this morning. And so he did. But how? Everything on top of each other, upside down, inside out. Why?

Another time I asked him if he ever irons his clothes. He doesn't. I asked why. He said he doesn't know how. What? More likely he doesn't want to learn. And let me tell you, he's not exactly young.

And despite his being married before, he still doesn't know how to put the lid down on the toilet...some things never change...because the men don't want them to change. Am I right or am I right?