Men!
I've been in looking after Oliver, watching him play with his friends, cleaning, ironing, washing, and he comes home, does he offer to help by getting dinner on while I finish off the ironing? No, does he hell. Mike sits on his lazy arse playing computer games. So I have to run around like a bloody idiot, trying to get dinner ready, so I can go over the road and sort out the neighbours animals while she's away. Thanks Mike, helpful as bloody usual.