My husband asked me, "What, are you crazy?"
I said, "Nope, there are a lot of women who rinse/wash their dishes before putting them in the dishwasher!"
He said, "What's the sense in having a dishwasher then?"
I said (very nonchalantly), "Oh, that's where we hide the dishes when we have company coming over."
He laughed insanely. And he has the nerve to call me crazy.
He's the one with 100 screw drivers (just a like); 25 hammers; a dozen skill saws and five or so ladders, but there is only one of him. What the hay?