Nothing I Can Do About it Now

April 26, 2007

At some point, someone is going to call Adult Protective Services.

Filed under: hygiene, life, love — dregina @ 9:06 am

Remember this from the other day?

Of course there were a couple stubborn spots, but once I went and found an old toothbrush, they cleaned up nicely too.

After I scrubbed the floor, I bleached the hell out of the sponge and toothbrush. I put the sponge back under the kitchen sink, and I left the toothbrush behind the kitchen’s sink faucet, for easy access the next time I am hit with the irresistable desire to scrub grout.

Anybody see where this is going? Anybody?

CRISTIAN USED IT TO BRUSH HIS TEETH THIS MORNING.  HE USED THE FLOOR TOOTHBRUSH ON HIS TEETH.

I almost died. No. I did die, and then I came back to life, and Cristian was spitting and gagging, demanding to know why I would

  1. Use a toothbrush to clean the floor
  2. Bleach said toothbrush, thereby disguising it as a perfectly clean and suitable toothbrush
  3. Leave said toothbrush next to the sink, an open invitation to any bypassers concerned about their dental hygiene.

 I, on the other hand, am left wondering

  1. Who uses a toothbrush left sitting behind a kitchen faucet? Isn’t there a universal understanding that toothbrushes are no longer for teeth once they’ve been stowed in such a way?
  2. Who chooses an old kitchen toothbrush (doesn’t even have an angle!)  when there’s a $90.00 supersonic toothbrush designed by dentist astronaut brain surgeon scientists in the bathroom?

We need to work on our communication skills.

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4 Comments »

  1. Actually, I bet the floor-scrubbing toothbrush was far cleaner than one that lives in the bathroom where toilets are flushed, showering god-knows-what into the air. But maybe you didn’t want to think about that…

    Comment by mmalan — April 26, 2007 @ 9:48 am

  2. I’m 30, and have not yet experienced the urge to scrub a floor. I must be a young 30.

    Comment by joynmsu — April 26, 2007 @ 3:09 pm

  3. It’s becoming clear that you are back in babysitting territory. Don’t leave things out; assume that he will put everything in his mouth. Maybe you should cover up the outlets and buy a lock for the liquor cabinet.

    Comment by Suzanne — April 27, 2007 @ 8:59 am

  4. AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

    I just threw up in my mouth a teeny tiny bit.

    So darn funny.

    Comment by Jenn — April 27, 2007 @ 5:17 pm


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