I try not to ascribe to gender prejudices but I admit some of them are a bit deeply ingrained, and in addition I've never actually seen or heard a great deal that successfully challenges some of these notions. And I don't mean the ones about women being inferior to men or men being more emotionally stunted than women. I'm talking the little sexist stereotypes we accept as fact--that men cut their toenails in bed, women like pointless gifts like cut flowers that die in a week, and men left on their own will happily live in an environment that would be condemned as unfit for human habitation even in a place like Calcutta.
It's hard not to kind of agree with some of those. Even while I exhibit a few characteristic 'male' traits. For one thing, I am more anxious to get into a physical fight than any teenage boy. I'm more obsessively after oral sex than men are after blowjobs. I am argumentative. I am stubborn.
And I hate cleaning.
So I don't.
Right now I am sitting on literally three months worth of laundry. I have absolutely positively run out of clean clothes and I have been rewearing a lot of the same stuff for the last two weeks because I just don't feel like picking all my shit up off the floor and doing laundry like a sensible adult woman. In my world, a quick spritz of Febreeze is just as good as a wash cycle. No, I am not exaggerating.
Also, I never do dishes if I can help it. I will let them pile up for ages until I run out of dishes and utensils. And even then I will refuse to be an adult and clean the fucking dishes even when I am reduced to ridiculously inappropriate eating utensils. I have been known to eat cereal out of a cooking pot with an ice cream scoop. If a food item comes ready to eat in its own container, I see no point of putting it on a plate--ice cream, cereal, and the like are eaten straight from the box. Sometimes with chopsticks.
Cos, fuck it, I don't feel like cleaning up after myself.
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