Or, at least I think of myself as a very important part of my kitchen group.
My flatmates are horrible when it comes to the kitchen. They don’t wash up immediately. Not a big deal to me, I don’t wash up immediately too. But I wash up daily. They don’t.
Recently I’ve come to realize that everyone has been using my sponge. So all the money I spent on sponges are spent on everyone else. Okay, that’s not too bad. I got them from Brunei so they’re pretty much cheap. I replace my sponge every month because it gets to horribly smelly and disgusting because well, after washing up they leave it like that. Moist. And… full of their mess.
I seriously have no problem with people using my things. But seriously? At least have the courtesy to remove all that gunk and yuck from my sponge and dry it. It will not have a horrid smell for the next person (me, because they rarely wash up).
And now comes to dishwashing liquid. They can never survive without mine. I have replaced it three times, all out of my own wallet, and they are always the ones who finish it. It sucks. I don’t expect much in return (money-wise), but at least have some basic courtesy when it comes to using others’ stuff.
They finished my last bottle of dishwashing liquid and I’ve taken out a new sponge and left the old one there. I’ve decided to no longer share either my sponge or my dishwashing liquid. It now goes straight into the cupboard. They’ve replaced my sponge, but it has been 3 days since the dishwashing liquid ran out. And no one has bothered to replace it. And now the sink is full since no one bothered to get a new bottle. Lazy bastards. But if I give in and share again, I’m definitely going to lose and they will, as usual, solely depend on my wallet and my responsibility to help them again.
On a happier note, I’m back from Morocco and I’ll be writing about my travel experience soon, if I have the time and effort