He just so happens to also frequently leave things such as pens, money, etc. in his pockets. These things end up in the wash.
The other day he found half a pen in his laundry after I made him come down to fold his stuff. I had already discovered two others and $70 he'd left in his pants when trying to do my own laundry. Apparently he could not be so bothered to look for the other half (he claims he did but come on, it didn't just disappear!). When I pulled my load of white clothing (as in, all of it) out of the dryer 45 minutes later, I was met with clothing that was not mine. How so? Because this clothing was dalmation style, and by that I mean that it was covered in black gel ink and I located the other half of the pen quite quickly.
Now, wouldn't you be ready to throttle him? Because he seems to think I am being irrational. I was polite about it at first, but since he didn't apologize and thinks IIIII (yes I've been yelling that) should have been the one to verify no generic crap was in the laundry machine. Apparently I am supposed to walk around behind him and pick up his droppings while wiping his ass.
I am so angry right now, I am shaking. All of my white clothing is ruined, despite many hours soaking in water, bleach, and detergent. The dryer has black gel ink all over its interior, so I am afraid to wash any of my other stuff for fear it will reheat the ink and loosen it to get all over my other clothes. Raawwwwrrrr!
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just kidding
The ink won't loosen and
stain your clothes, but it will be near damn impossible to take the ink stains off the drum (interior) of the washing machine.
