Dishwasher Science

The grandkids have chores around the house. The older two, for example, take turns loading and unloading the dishwasher.

The other day, my son reminded my grandson (10) it was his turn to unload the dishwasher. Immediately my granddaughter (13) pipes in, “And make sure you put the spoons in the right place!”

I damn near choked on my bread.

It seems my grandson is getting groomed in the male art of putting things away haphazardly, while my granddaughter is honing up on her organizational skills.

To illustrate the point, we have two utensil caddies in the drawer … one for the everyday cutlery and the other for the more formal fare. Of course, with five of us in the house — and three under the age of 14 — we go through a lot of silverware, so it’s not unusual to use both the everyday and more formal flatware. When he unloads, my grandson has the tendency to mix them together.

Of course, the same is true for dishes and bowls. You can always tell when my grandson unloads … there will be a combination of round and square plates stacked in the cupboards as they come out of the dishwasher, not necessarily in a round on bottom, square on top pattern. The same premise applies to loading the dishwasher. When grandson loads, you are apt to find plates and bowls randomly placed in the machine … including on the top rack, which is usually reserved for glasses, cups and mugs.

My granddaughter, on the other hand, has a sense of loading and unloading protocol. Her biggest problem is remembering to exercise it.

But the exchange caught me off guard because — in that instance — I thought Karen was being channeled through her. I could hear her utter those exact words. In fact, I can remember her telling me those exact words.

In my male defense, I never knew there was a right way or a wrong way to load a dishwasher. I mean, you put the dirty stuff in and the machine does the rest. But Karen had a definite, logical plan to utilize every imaginable square inch of the dishwasher cavity. I can’t tell you the number of times I was “scolded” for putting the glasses on the wrong side of the rack {glasses go to the left, cups and mugs to the right because the cupboards holding them are to the left and right, respectively}. Silverware never got mixed {knives with forks or forks with spoons or spoons with knives} and were always alternated up or down so there wouldn’t be any nesting. Dishes were loaded with bigger plates on the outside and smaller ones in the middle. Bowls were set sideways in the bigger rack openings. The top rack was reserved for glasses, cups and mugs, as well as small bowls {I never figured that one out}.

I really don’t know if it’s a male/female thing or a slob/neat freak thing since we were male and female and I tend to be a slob … unorganized … while she was a neat freak.

I do know I heard her voice at the dinner table that night!

THOUGHT TO REMEMBER: The only sure thing about luck is that it will change.

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7 Responses to Dishwasher Science

  1. TamrahJo says:

    Ahh.. the great ‘proper loading/unloading of the dishwasher” debate – –
    Have you had the “toilet paper should feed over/under” one yet? LOL

  2. Lisa says:

    Oh goodness, this is SO funny. One of our first ‘discussions’ when we were dating was how to do the dishes since my husband had a very particular way he wanted it done. It ended with the compromise that when he washed he could do it his way, and when I washed I could do it my way. (We didn’t marry young….) And that it was okay to fix airplanes, but fixing the girl and how she does things that don’t matter…really doesn’t matter!

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