Dish Washers

I can use a dish washer. It's shocking - I know. I happen to know a lot of people who do not know how to use one/have never been faced with the situation. When growing up with parents and maids and then going to college with plastic cups and silverware (not to mention almost every meal taken care of by third parties) it's understandable.

My sophomore year of college I lived with seven girls - three did not know how to use a dishwasher. That's 43%. And that's not a rare situation - in fact I would go so far as to argue that 43% of the demographic I aim to reach hesitates when faced with a dish situation. That first semester our dish washer sudded out into the kitchen more than once - one of the girls used laundry detergent instead of dish detergent...but doing laundry is a whole other issue.

Something as simple as squeezing goo into a little slot and pressing start may seem like a no brainer, but if you've never seen a dishwasher before I could understand the intimidation factor and cause for hesitation. That's all you have to do by the way, squeeze the goo that comes in a bottle with pictures of sparkling wine glasses on it into the only slot on the door of the machine, close it, then the door, and press the normal button followed by start. You will never need to know what the other buttons mean if you have other buttons, I promise. If you have a knob, turn it to normal. For any other dish washing concern just wash it by hand...if you really have to question something going into a dish washer, you probably shouldn't put it in there.

A re-occurring problem I have seen happens during the emptying of the dish washer. If you happen to empty it too quickly after it finishes (a huge wave of hot steam will hit your face if you open it too soon) sometimes the bowls and glasses will stick together and can break if stacked while warm. Though one of us lazy brats jumping at the bit to open a dishwasher is funny thought, I've seen the blame game go for hours as to who's responsible for breaking very expensive Dansk flatware. The only thing we hate more than admitting ignorance when it comes to a popular appliance is accepting blame for anything (regardless of if we did it or not...it's a pride thing).

I used to just buy a lot of disposable dishes and silverware, but then the trash has to be taken out like twice as often. Taking out the trash is such a gross adventure - and it always feels like an adventure...but not a good one. Without someone to do that for me I prefer to use the rinse cycle on some mis-matched silver ware and call it a day. Luckily I have a roommate who seems to enjoy this mundane task, along with watering the plants...I would have killed them on purpose by now just so that I wouldn't have to water them. Maybe the key to everything is to find a maid as a roommate. Though unless I want to live with a large Mexican family (it's not racist, it's California) I better figure out how to enjoy doing these things.

Some bitch got to that cowl neck Vivienne Tam dress before I could on Gilt - too many people know about that website now.