This never worked for me anyways. I tried it a few times and all my mom ever did was make me learn - which is far worse than just doing it right the first time.
In all honesty, I really can’t fold laundry. I don’t know what it is about me. At times, I can accomplish mental feats that cause other people to do a double-take, but the simple act of transforming an anomalous lump of laundry into a neatly (or even not-so-neatly) folded, recognizable piece of attire ready for placing into your favorite closet/dresser/etc is completely beyond my ability.
I am a pretty decent cook, however.
What I say: Please load the dishwasher, transfer the laundry to the dryer, pick up the toys, put away the food…
What the babblefish in Mr. Ujest’s brain translates it too: Sit down on the couch, relax, watch ESPN and every highlight tape of every game ( even ones of sports you hate) all night. Twice.
Strategic Incompetance.
Hah.
There are some domestic chores at which men are truly incompetent. Poll all the men you know and ask them this one question:
That should tell you all you need to know.
Peace.
So, you don’t bleach nylons? Hmph, interesting.
I thought “delicate” was just a decoration on the knob. You know, kind of like in old Victorian buildings where they’d add a fake door just for symmetry.
I refuse to participate in this thread on the grounds that what I may say may incriminate me.
I’ve long suspected that women are drastically under-reporting their bug-squashing and jar-opening capabilities.
I can do all that stuff, folding cleaning washing,but… I can’t do it the right way(hers) so why should I try?
Personally, I hate the show. But I REALLY hate Viacom. Viacom are the people who syndicate 2-3 season old repeats to show at the time I’m eating dinner with the family. Just about every ‘Raymond’ episode causes a fight or personal discomfort over family, over friends, and starts issues like “lets re-divide the household chores”. Well, Fuk Dat. I’d rather put on that damn brain-dead wheel of fortune. And no I am Not going to shovel Your Damn Cat’s litter box…
Yup, I’ve used the “delicate” cycle. Some of us do know how to use a washing machine. They aren’t nuclear reactors.
My wife, on the other hand, once decided it would be a terrific idea to wash some of my cotton dress shirts in hot water, thus making them two sizes smaller.
Then why’s mine glowing green, then? :s
My darling Marcie, who is perfect in every way, could not possibly care any less how a bed is made. She doesn’t care if a bed is made at all. Hanging up clothes? That’s what doorknobs are for, in her view. Folding underwear? Why bother since she puts on a new pair every day? Just jam 'em in a drawer, any drawer. Folding towels and/ or sheets and putting them in a linen closet? Roll 'em in a ball and toss 'em in, who cares? Putting mail (or anything else) in a specific place, so you know where it is? We can find it if we just look long enough. Rinse used food off of dishes? Waste of time; we’re gonna wash 'em anyway, in a day or two. Screwing lids back on bottles? Waste of time.
Marcie is a Goddess of casual housekeeping. Or maybe she is a lot smarter than I am, since I do all the things she can’t be bothered with.
Okay, guys, you can’t have it both ways. You rant about the “Idiot Man-Child” stereotypes, then you get all cute and coy about how you are so smart that you fool your women into thinking you’re incompetent. Which way do you want it - do you want to be incompetent so your women look after you, or do you want to be competent, mature adults who can look after themselves without playing games about it?
Yes, I know this came from a “comedy”, and no, I don’t find it particularly funny.
They have a Good Housekeeping magazine… why not a Casual Housekeeping one as well?
Doorknobs? Check.
Jammed underwear? Check.
Balled linens? Check.
LouisB, you be the editor and I’ll take care of advertising.
There is a sign in our living room: My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance. You could use that as the magazine’s motto.
Come on , BD - that’s when you attach the rails to the headboard and footboard, if any, to create the frame you place the mattress and box spring on. You have to do that to move it. I didn’t know Lieu moved that often though. I made the bed when I moved in in 1993. I haven’t disassembled it since.
Oh, and FTR? If a GF comes over asking for help with her laundry, and we are kind enough to offer use of the machines, don’t automatically expect we know how to fold a bra. I don’t have one, I don’t need one, I have never owned one, how would I know how to fold one? Heck, sometimes we’re about ready to go get boltcutters to get them OFF you…