We recently got a new dish rack. The same style, but made of some kind of metal instead of some type of wood. (The wood was molding or rotting.. or whatever it is that wood does when it gets wet a lot.. and is bad.)
I figured it would be the exact same thing and that it would be fine. But I'm slowly discovering things I don't like about it. Including that my dishes/bowls don't stand up in it- unless its a large dinner plate. So I've gone from being able to wash 30 or so items to 5-10. Etc. Anyway, it's a problem..
Today I thought of something that might fix it and I was explaining to Jason what I wanted him to do for me. (Yes, I could have done it myself, but I'm the one that washes all the dishes.. I shouldn't have to MacGyver the dish rack too.)
And he's standing there. Just staring at me as I explain. And nodding. Not nodding like he's agreeing, just as in he's sick and has lost his voice. So, I say..
There are a bunch of things I don't like about this dish rack. Blah blah blah..
(He nods.)
The cups are too big for the bottom part. The dishes can't stand up.
(He nods.)
I think the pieces on the ends need to be shorter to fix the problem.
(He nods.)
Why are you nodding at me?! You're turning into a mime.
He shrugs
You have mime disease. just like on Robot and Monster. Did you see that episode?
Shakes his head no.
Robot turns into a mime.. there's like 5 stages, the final one is when you turn into a mime. Go get some gloves and a little beret.
He shrugs. Then turns around to chug some medicine.
[When I looked up the episode online (Doctor? No!), it's actually called Robies.. a parody on rabies.)
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