It all began with putting on a dinner for another apartment of boys. Cute right? We were being nice and all by feeding these boys who normally live off of frozen pizzas. Well, it comepletely back fired. No one did any dishes that night. The sink was overflowing with dirty pots, pans, and all the normal silverware and dishes. By wednesday, I was eating my morning cereal out of tupperware and borrowing spoons from other apartments. By thursday the stench in the kitchen was so bad no one would go in there unless they desperately had to. Instead of doing homework at the kitchen table, the girls went out to the lobby. I usually wash my face in the kitchen sink because I hate waiting for the bathroom to open up, well now I was forced to use the bathroom in the basement.
Each day we all said "okay, cleaning party!" But nothing ever happened. I finally was just too disgusted and really didn't want to study for my biology test today, so I started cleaning. The sinks would barely drain. One was filled with noodles from the dinner a week before and the other just had random pieces of food clogging it up. I filled the dishwasher the best I could and then tried to drain the sink. There were still at least 4 loads to be made, but I took the dishes out of the sink to clean it out. I turned on the garbage disposal, but nothing happened. Usually when i flip that switch i feel all warm and cozy inside because the grossness just all disappears. This time, nothing happened. I was quite distraught.
Long story short, there was a spoon jammed between the blades. It took me about ten minutes, but I finally snapped it in half and got it out. Our kitchen still smells funky and there are still plates and bowls that you can pick up by the fork or spoon that is solidified to it with food.
1 comment:
this is truly disgusting...i would have helped you clean up. i would have dug the spoon out for you.
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