Don't cross the passive aggressive...

If passive aggressive fury makes your heart quake with fear, then I'm not the person you want to tick off! Last night I snapped, and someone faced my anger in the form of a very snippy worded note. There is one particular house mate who knows as much about a dishwasher as I know about performing surgery on a beluga whale. He loves to put his dishes in the dishwasher without so much as a rinse that have so much baked on crap that 3 days of soaking in turpentine wouldn't even clean them, AND he places them in the most ideal place that they are guaranteed to not have a drop of clean water touch them through the whole wash cycle...if it weren't so annoying, it probably would be considered a talent. AND since he refuses to ever unload the dishwasher, he never sees that his nasty dishes come out just as nasty, but now with the nasties steamed on, making it even harder for those of us who generously unload the dishwasher to scrub off by hand. It could just all be a clever plan on his part to insure that everyone else ends up doing his dishes, but if that's the case then IT'S STILL ANNOYING!

So last night, I had it! He placed a disgusting casserole dish in a place that would yet again ensure that it would never get cleaned and with our dinner dishes filling the dishwasher, I took his dish out so I could start the dishwasher. I seethed to Branden about how I would just love to unload my wrath upon him verbally because of his countless times of dishwasher ignorance. I even told Branden what I would like to say, but of course, when Branden said that I should actually just say it I declined since that would make me look mean and I would feel bad, so I'd be better off letting animosity build inside of me that would never be released...that's healthy right? My frustration had been building for quite a while though, so I decided I'd leave the worst type of sound lashing that I was capable of...the angry note!

Now the angry note has disappeared so I have to paraphrase, but it was basically:

"This dish was taken out of the dishwasher because it was placed in a way that it would be impossible for it to come out clean. Please be mindful of how a dishwasher actually works when you load your dirty dishes so then the rest of us don't have to hand wash your dishes whenever we unload the dishwasher. THANKS"

I felt invigorated, but then also had a bit of a mental panic as I realized that Branden and I were the only people in the house at the time, besides the dish offender, and so when he came down a few minutes later he must have easily figured out that we had written it. So I did what any seething passive aggressive person did...I hid in my room all night and have been keeping hidden all day in case I run into him. But also by a stroke of luck, he apparently is moving out today! I had a moment of celebration at the thought of never having to mess with his dishes again, but then my passive aggressive brain started working again, "What if the note hurt his feelings and he's moving out because of it!?! This is why you are nice and keep your mouth shut! You may have crushed the poor guy and now he's leaving! Maybe you should make another note, apologizing and offering to hand wash all of his dishes from now on, and do his laundry, and clean his bathroom! It's the least you can do, you big meanie!"  


On a happier note, this was the highlight of last night. Branden out of the blue asked, "Why does my toe jam smell like actual jam?"