I'm afraid it is quite true that this is only part of the story. I haven't told you the half of it!
Perhaps I may entertain the forum with a few more examples.
The First Day
The first day we went to move in - a year and a half ago. I turn up at the letting agents for the handover to discover that Miss B (when she finally shows up) is £500 short! And of course I have no choice but to lend her the money, which luckily I have. With the 20/20 vision of hindsight, I think that should have rung some alarm bells.
The recycling
During the first year I am having a slight issue with Miss J over the location of the recycling bin - I like having it close by whereas she thinks it's better way out of the kitchen because the box gets grubby. Okay, we can see both sides to this one. Siding with Miss J (who is another story altogether) Miss B berates me for just being lazy, how much trouble is it to walk to the utility room to chuck the tin can in it? Well not very much. But then it appears it is a great deal of trouble for Miss B to recycle absolutely anything at all as I find I am continually fishing out cat food tins, plastic bottles, whatever from the dustbin. And this way I sometimes find empty tins and bottles of stuff that I had bought and hadn't even opened!
The strange mystery of the half-full dishwasher
Now this one was quite bizarre. Thank god we had a dishwasher, but she could still drive me nuts over the washing-up. Now I was well aware of Miss B's problems with loading the dishwasher correctly so that all her cat food bowls didn't come out sloshing water everywhere - also her problem detecting whether it was clean or dirty as she'd just mix the stuff up and I'd have to decant it all. And also the one extraordinary occasion where I insisted she emptied it rather than me and I got back home to find that she had emptied it - but why had we no cutlery? Closer inspection showed that she hadn't emptied the cutlery bit and had mixed up dirty cutlery with it. "I was in a rush and hoped I'd get away with it" she remarked. Get away with what, not having any cutlery?
Anyway I digress. So then, why was I starting to find the dishwasher had been put on when it was only half-full? I was totally bemused by this one. It took Miss C to point out the answer. I wasn't standing for people piling up dirty stuff in the sink and leaving others to empty the dishwasher, so Miss B had found a way around it. She'd put the dishwasher on just before she went out, however full it was - so she wouldn't have to empty it!
Perhaps I may entertain the forum with a few more examples.
The First Day
The first day we went to move in - a year and a half ago. I turn up at the letting agents for the handover to discover that Miss B (when she finally shows up) is £500 short! And of course I have no choice but to lend her the money, which luckily I have. With the 20/20 vision of hindsight, I think that should have rung some alarm bells.
The recycling
During the first year I am having a slight issue with Miss J over the location of the recycling bin - I like having it close by whereas she thinks it's better way out of the kitchen because the box gets grubby. Okay, we can see both sides to this one. Siding with Miss J (who is another story altogether) Miss B berates me for just being lazy, how much trouble is it to walk to the utility room to chuck the tin can in it? Well not very much. But then it appears it is a great deal of trouble for Miss B to recycle absolutely anything at all as I find I am continually fishing out cat food tins, plastic bottles, whatever from the dustbin. And this way I sometimes find empty tins and bottles of stuff that I had bought and hadn't even opened!
The strange mystery of the half-full dishwasher
Now this one was quite bizarre. Thank god we had a dishwasher, but she could still drive me nuts over the washing-up. Now I was well aware of Miss B's problems with loading the dishwasher correctly so that all her cat food bowls didn't come out sloshing water everywhere - also her problem detecting whether it was clean or dirty as she'd just mix the stuff up and I'd have to decant it all. And also the one extraordinary occasion where I insisted she emptied it rather than me and I got back home to find that she had emptied it - but why had we no cutlery? Closer inspection showed that she hadn't emptied the cutlery bit and had mixed up dirty cutlery with it. "I was in a rush and hoped I'd get away with it" she remarked. Get away with what, not having any cutlery?
Anyway I digress. So then, why was I starting to find the dishwasher had been put on when it was only half-full? I was totally bemused by this one. It took Miss C to point out the answer. I wasn't standing for people piling up dirty stuff in the sink and leaving others to empty the dishwasher, so Miss B had found a way around it. She'd put the dishwasher on just before she went out, however full it was - so she wouldn't have to empty it!



