Sunday, 15 February 2009

Household chores

What is it with washing up liquid?
After years of conditioning I can live with the need for my plates to smell of Lemon. It it's good enough for my knickers it's good enough for my dinner set.
Although it's not even the nice lemon. It's the lemon scent that was patented by Kentucky Fried Chicken.
But I can live with that.
I didn't complain when they brought out a range in peach.
Peach!
I am bigger than that.
I don't think it's right but I had bought into the concept already so it was a leap I could make. I had been groomed by Procter and Gamble and ironically I felt a little dirty at this point.
 
But life goes on. And worse things have happened in the world than been unnaturally conditioned by a toothpaste manufacturer.
World War 2 and the cancelling of TJ Hooker spring immediately to mind.
But this is too much.
Today my washing up liquid features Oxygen.
Oxygen!
In what capacity?
What on earth does that mean?
It's not flavoured with oxygen.
It doesn't smell of oxygen. If anything it smells of washing up liquid.
The bubbles I assume are filled with air, not oxygen.
 
They are losing the plot.
I am just trying to clean my plates not resuscitate them.