Hi again! I hope you are enjoying this Saturday as much as I am not . In order to distract myself from my existential anger and frustration, I decided to come back to one of the moments when I experienced anger and frustration towards someone else, not myself. That's basically my secret recipe to cope with life. Where were we? Ah, yes, the fateful day when all hell broke loose in the apartment. If you haven't read the first part, here it is. The frying pan During a beautiful winter morning, I happened to wake up a bit later than usual. This fine gentleman was preparing some coffee with milk using a frying pan. Why was he using a frying pan instead of the perfectly good microwave? He refused to help us pay for the microwave and electrical kettle that we had bought for the apartment, so he could only make coffee with the frying pan. Now I know this might sound very outlandish if you are living in a university dormitory, but in our apartment we used to wash dirty dishes right awa
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