The Dirty Dishes

For most of us we share our living space with others.  Not all living partners share the same standard of living cleanliness as the people they live with.  I never realized that I was indeed raised with a clean paranoia until I began living with other boys my age.  In a dorm with five other boys, we have a wide range of standard of “clean”.  One roommate never has dirty dishes as he washes his dishes and puts them away immediately following his meal.  Another roommate will leave his dished until Sunday and do them all at the same time.  As a precaution, I only brought one bowl and one plate so that I am not able to continue eating without washing my dishes.  This is helpful for me because it never allows me to have more than two dirty dishes.  There are times that I walk into only to be sabotaged by an unsightly sink filled to its capacity with dirty dishes.  This is frustrating because having that many dishes in the sink makes it hard to clean your own dishes.  In addition, when occationally a female enters the dorm, I like to exhibit a sense of my cleanliness.  More than once I have had a girl tell me that she was “grossed out” by the filthiness of my dorm.