lol my dad
A continuing saga of how my dad is the worst roommate in the world.
My dad is downstairs making salmon like he usually does, and has half an onion left over, so he puts it in this old maraschino cherry container. He tries the actual lid for the container, but it doesn't fit. So, I, standing there drinking water, suggest that he use the container sitting in the dish drying rack, literally one arm's length away from where he is standing. He says no, that's no good, because it'll get "all gunky" (which I refute, as I had half an onion in a container in the fridge for two weeks, and both the container and the onion were fine). So, despite my flawless, convincing argument, my dad takes out the saran wrap, and puts saran wrap over the top of this maraschino cherry container, despite my protests over how wasteful it is. This is all next to the empty styrofoam fish tray sitting on the counter, and the parsley stalks sitting next to that. I'm not sure if I'll ever see those cleaned up. Worst roommate ever.
My dad is downstairs making salmon like he usually does, and has half an onion left over, so he puts it in this old maraschino cherry container. He tries the actual lid for the container, but it doesn't fit. So, I, standing there drinking water, suggest that he use the container sitting in the dish drying rack, literally one arm's length away from where he is standing. He says no, that's no good, because it'll get "all gunky" (which I refute, as I had half an onion in a container in the fridge for two weeks, and both the container and the onion were fine). So, despite my flawless, convincing argument, my dad takes out the saran wrap, and puts saran wrap over the top of this maraschino cherry container, despite my protests over how wasteful it is. This is all next to the empty styrofoam fish tray sitting on the counter, and the parsley stalks sitting next to that. I'm not sure if I'll ever see those cleaned up. Worst roommate ever.