Laundry’s the easiest thing when you think about it; all you have to do is seperate your clothes, do a load at a time, and then fold to make them nice and neat
I think you might be confusing Gordon with Mike’s future college roommate Jozef, aka Weed. Warning: SPOILER ALERT Gordon later turns out to have a rather tragic backstory, as I recall — he was living with a physically and emotionally abusive father. That’s hardly the stuff that comic relief is made of. Weed was the one who provided comic relief before he, too, matured. SPOILER ALERT
When I was in Junior High (in the late 1950s), my mom put me in charge of the laundry. We had a washing machine but no dryer (they didn’t buy one until I went off to college) Every Saturday I gathered up all the bed linens and dirty laundry and did about 4-5 loads and hung them all to dry. I didn’t waste any time or do a sloppy job either, because Mom wouldn’t drive me to my 1 PM horse-back riding lesson and afternoon hanging out at the stables until she was satisfied with my work. Any mom who wants her kid to do his/her share of the household chores should find something the kid wants to do, then make that privilege contingent upon the successful completion of those chores. It worked so well for me that, in High School, I volunteered to do the grocery shopping and cook dinner (no hardship for me—I love to cook) in exchange for money for advanced riding lessons.
First time I used a washing machine on my own, I put in way too much detergent. It frothed over the sides and piled up on the floor. I didn’t get out of doing laundry again, though.
Once when my wife was sick, I did the dishes for her and put liquid soap in the dispenser. (It SAID “Dishwashing Detergent” right on the bottle.) The Suds Monster inundated the kitchen and dining room. Ever since, she’s never been too sick to wash the dishes.
I’m seeing some blue tinged white socks(or undies) in the future. Hope they don’t have anything red to mix up with the whites! Pink socks and undies! ;)
“. . . he put the dishes in the dishwasher “the wrong way” on purpose.”My husband and son-in-law are both engineers (mechanical and electrical, respectively). They both had to rearrange my loaded dishwasher to make it “right.” (They also would run their dishwashers after leaving out several dirty dishes that there was plenty of room for.) After a couple of years, I think I’ve worn down both of them, and they leave my version alone.
My sister kept putting her wool sweaters in the hamper, and I kept running them through with the rest of the laundry. Not sure whether it’s me, my sister or our mother who never learned.
that crap won’t work in my home. I give the inexperienced their personal laundry to do first. If it is done correctly, then bravo. If they goof, well….I am not the one walking around with faded blues, and running reds LOL.
My children were all born close to same years, so I made sure they all learned to do their laundry and cook at least one really good meal (they could take turns) so when I was away (having a sibling) they could be in charge of their father. He was never much use for anything so I divorced him as soon as all were in school (had a ligation to stop).
krys723 about 11 years ago
Laundry’s the easiest thing when you think about it; all you have to do is seperate your clothes, do a load at a time, and then fold to make them nice and neat
legaleagle48 about 11 years ago
It’s the oldest trick in the book: deliberately screw up, and you’ll never be asked — or even allowed — to do it ever again!
Bret Maverick about 11 years ago
Works every time.
g55rumpy about 11 years ago
i fold clothes like i was taught in navy basic. got me banned from folding by the mrs.
punmeister about 11 years ago
Separate? Sort? Fold? I just wash ’em, dry ’em, and wear ’em.
legaleagle48 about 11 years ago
I think you might be confusing Gordon with Mike’s future college roommate Jozef, aka Weed. Warning: SPOILER ALERT Gordon later turns out to have a rather tragic backstory, as I recall — he was living with a physically and emotionally abusive father. That’s hardly the stuff that comic relief is made of. Weed was the one who provided comic relief before he, too, matured. SPOILER ALERT
LeslieBark about 11 years ago
When I was in Junior High (in the late 1950s), my mom put me in charge of the laundry. We had a washing machine but no dryer (they didn’t buy one until I went off to college) Every Saturday I gathered up all the bed linens and dirty laundry and did about 4-5 loads and hung them all to dry. I didn’t waste any time or do a sloppy job either, because Mom wouldn’t drive me to my 1 PM horse-back riding lesson and afternoon hanging out at the stables until she was satisfied with my work. Any mom who wants her kid to do his/her share of the household chores should find something the kid wants to do, then make that privilege contingent upon the successful completion of those chores. It worked so well for me that, in High School, I volunteered to do the grocery shopping and cook dinner (no hardship for me—I love to cook) in exchange for money for advanced riding lessons.
robinafox about 11 years ago
First time I used a washing machine on my own, I put in way too much detergent. It frothed over the sides and piled up on the floor. I didn’t get out of doing laundry again, though.
luckylouie about 11 years ago
Once when my wife was sick, I did the dishes for her and put liquid soap in the dispenser. (It SAID “Dishwashing Detergent” right on the bottle.) The Suds Monster inundated the kitchen and dining room. Ever since, she’s never been too sick to wash the dishes.
psychlady about 11 years ago
And now Michael gets another ides!!!
freewaydog about 11 years ago
I have to do my laundry right now!
sbchamp about 11 years ago
Kid’s gonna make a great hubby…
IndyMan about 11 years ago
Where’s Farley? It seems ages since we’ve seen the ‘lovable pet’ of the household !
AndiJ about 11 years ago
I’m seeing some blue tinged white socks(or undies) in the future. Hope they don’t have anything red to mix up with the whites! Pink socks and undies! ;)
lightenup Premium Member about 11 years ago
That should ensure that he does it again and again until he does it right. He just needs some monitoring the first few times.
Gokie5 about 11 years ago
“. . . he put the dishes in the dishwasher “the wrong way” on purpose.”My husband and son-in-law are both engineers (mechanical and electrical, respectively). They both had to rearrange my loaded dishwasher to make it “right.” (They also would run their dishwashers after leaving out several dirty dishes that there was plenty of room for.) After a couple of years, I think I’ve worn down both of them, and they leave my version alone.
Seed_drill about 11 years ago
My sister kept putting her wool sweaters in the hamper, and I kept running them through with the rest of the laundry. Not sure whether it’s me, my sister or our mother who never learned.
sundogusa about 11 years ago
Panel 5. Light bulb illuminates over Michael’s head!
barister about 11 years ago
that crap won’t work in my home. I give the inexperienced their personal laundry to do first. If it is done correctly, then bravo. If they goof, well….I am not the one walking around with faded blues, and running reds LOL.
daisyspups about 11 years ago
This was a Canadian strip and our local Canadian newspaper dropped it. I subsequently unsubscribed to it. Here I can read it again.
vldazzle about 11 years ago
My children were all born close to same years, so I made sure they all learned to do their laundry and cook at least one really good meal (they could take turns) so when I was away (having a sibling) they could be in charge of their father. He was never much use for anything so I divorced him as soon as all were in school (had a ligation to stop).
vldazzle about 11 years ago
My kids are grown and raising their own families now. Here’s the 3 boys (and a friend with long hair in a tee).