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I'm Not A Child!
Apr. 15th, 2008 09:31 pm
Okay, so my boyfriend can't cook. At all. Ever. And he won't learn. He refuses to use knives, or dump the water off cooked pasta because he's afraid of hurting himself. So I do virtually all the food making.
Tonight, I told him if he wanted seconds, he'd have to serve himself. We were eating sandwiches, for god's sake. So he's pulling stuff out of the fridge, and he asks me to supervise.
... Whatever. Sure. It can't hurt for him to learn something about food prep. He very timidly starts slicing cucumber but stops abruptly and asks me 'did you wash this knife?'
I said, 'I used it five minutes ago to cut cucumbers. I didn't WASH it, I rinsed it off. You're not going die.'
'No.' He says. Then he's gets this soft, patronizing look in his eyes and says- 'I meant since LAST time you used it. The time before today."- in the same tone that a mother asks the four year old if she remembered to put on clean underwear.
And now he's not speaking to me because I lectured him about 'I'm not a flaming idiot.'
Seriously. Next time I have to remind him I have more common sense than the regular kind of drooling brain dead monkey, I'm going to include a beating.
AGH.
Tonight, I told him if he wanted seconds, he'd have to serve himself. We were eating sandwiches, for god's sake. So he's pulling stuff out of the fridge, and he asks me to supervise.
... Whatever. Sure. It can't hurt for him to learn something about food prep. He very timidly starts slicing cucumber but stops abruptly and asks me 'did you wash this knife?'
I said, 'I used it five minutes ago to cut cucumbers. I didn't WASH it, I rinsed it off. You're not going die.'
'No.' He says. Then he's gets this soft, patronizing look in his eyes and says- 'I meant since LAST time you used it. The time before today."- in the same tone that a mother asks the four year old if she remembered to put on clean underwear.
And now he's not speaking to me because I lectured him about 'I'm not a flaming idiot.'
Seriously. Next time I have to remind him I have more common sense than the regular kind of drooling brain dead monkey, I'm going to include a beating.
AGH.