![]() It was getting nowhere.įlash forward to today, and the King of Slob has conquered new land and is now known as the King of Clean (at least to my staff). ![]() Windex, Bar Keeper’s Friend, steel wool, muscle, lemon and vinegar, WD-40. Then we revisited the issue and we hit it with all we got. General sounds of agreement were grunted and then two weeks went by and nothing was done. “Guys, we can’t keep living like this” I said as their King. There we were, standing in front of the glass, hands on struggling freshman goatees, contemplating how on Earth we’re going to clean it. So I gathered the dudes for an emergency bathroom meeting. It was covered in layers and layers of hard water deposits. ![]() “Wait, wasn’t that shower door glass clear when we moved in?” It was a gray white fog color, kind of like etched glass. There were weird burgers and chickens printed on the wallpaper, but that glass shower door seemed off. It wasn’t a very pretty bathroom to begin with. Half way through the first semester, I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom and I was staring at the glass shower door. We were all terrible slobs.īut as every young Slob King learns very quickly that lifestyle doesn’t fly very long. Not one of the four of us was a clean freak, unfortunately. I knew how to make my room (usually after several threats from Mom), but deep, detailed cleaning completely eluded me, like it did most of the guys that I was roommates with. I remember as a kid entering my first year of college and living on my own for the very first time, I knew nothing of the art of cleaning.
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