My BAD!

I did a terrible thing yesterday. I was mad at a certain house-mates that it made me jump into conclusion. I wasn't suppose to do that. No matter what they did, it's NOT a right thing to do. I blame an innocent for another's fault.

The story goes like this. Last two days, in the evening, like always, I was carefully minding my own business cooking my dinner. (The night's menu was 'bihoon rebus') and that night, they also decided to cook. Their menu was 'Nasi Lemak'. I was okay with it. Considering that the kitchen was so small, I was composing myself, forcing myself to smile. Besides, its not like I've never been in that situation before.

Then come next, these three other house-mates, waiting their turn to cook. I don't know what happen, after the first three took out their 'Nasi Lemak' from the rice cooker, the next three use the rice cooker to cook their rice. Someway in between, the leftover rice in the rice cooker end up in the toilet/shower's floor. (the kitchen's drain goes trough the shower drain) don't ask me how, you'll have to see it to understand. Oblivious of what has happened, I kept on going with my own business.

Come bed time, as always, I'll lock-up the doors (back and front), lock the windows, tidy up the kitchen and prepare for bed. But when I went into the toilet to take a pee, what I saw really upsets me. I was so mad that I decided to paste a note above the kitchen sink, asking for those responsible to clean up their mess. I though they would, but no, even after I came home from work, the mess was still there. And worst, the shower flooded.

Still mad, I decided to cook a little later that night, hoping that those who's responsible would clean up the mess before I start cooking. (If I do cook before the mess was cleared up, the flood would get worst). And someone had added a sentence on my notice. An encouraging words I suppose. The terrible thing that I did was that I told everyone else about my conclusion. It was so wrong of me to discriminate and put blames on people when I was not that sure of things.

Finally, two of my house-mates (one who has nothing to do with any of it -not cooking- and the other is one of the six who cooks), took the liberty to clean up the mess. Then, I gave them some time to cook first. Seeing that no one made the first move, I made mine. Considering that my tummy was grumbling. And all of that time, only after I went into the kitchen, they decided to come into the kitchen too. Imagine how I felt?

Fine then! After finish preparing my ingredients, I made way for them to cook first. And still there's people who doesn't seem to know how to clean up after themselves. Imagine my frustration. That's only on the cooking subject. Don't get me started on the garbage subject. The garbage will somehow pile up itself over by the weekends and wait for ME to take it out! It's not enough that I already take the garbage out every morning on the weekdays.

I'm not trying to 'mengungkit' or complain (which I already am) but at least be considerate. Living in the same house doing the everything together, at least have the heart to clean up after yourself. Don't aspect for the person who comes next would clean up after you.

Now everyone seems to be a little more alert. They'll separate the liquid and the solid food waste before they do their dishes. I wonder how long this will last before these kind of things happens again.

Come to think of it, I no longer conquer the kitchen. Even if I conquer the TV at times, having to clean up after everyone else is not wort it.

I watch the The Lost Room last Sunday, but that story I'll save for another time.