QualityI am famously an entirely awful loader of the dishwasher.
That is, according to Dishwasher Einstein, otherwise known as DQ Reader My Wife, who could load an entire military jeep inside a dishwasher and have room left over.
We have a family tradition at Thanksgiving. Gloria does all the work, and then, after we eat, I load the dishwasher very poorly with some of the hundreds of cooking bowls, plates, cups, and silverware.
I do what seems like a fair job, and then she goes back in and loads twice as much stuff.
I did that this Thanksgiving, which was on Wednesday due to a hockey tournament which I still haven't written about.
"Okay, I think it's loaded," I said, stepping away to admire my handiwork.
"Oh my God," Gloria said, immediately stepping in, her hands moving at the speed of a billionth degree black belt. "You are incompetent," she said, laughing.
"I prefer to think of it as 'artisanal' incompetence," I said.
Eli 14.4 burst out laughing. I may get a t-shirt.