South African ex-pat, Plon Kerr 30, has been married for nearly eight years and still hasn’t quite figured out the inner workings of his wife’s housework routine.
“Ya, it’s really strange. At first I didn’t help with the housework because, as we all know, it’s woman’s work and I didn’t want to deprive her of the joy of cleaning up after me. But for some reason, she didn’t like this, so I had to put down the Xbox controller and actually pitch in.”
Thinking this would make things better, naïve Plon has slowly come to realise it’s only made things worse.
“She asked me to pack the dishwasher, then one minute later she was standing over me repacking it,” a bewildered Plon stated. When asked how often this has taken place, Plon replied, “Every time.”
“You think he’d have learnt how to pack a bloody dishwasher by now,” an exasperated Sandra Kerr, 29, huffed. “I’ve shown him a hundred times. In the end, I have to take over for him and send him elsewhere.”
The elsewhere is the laundry, where Plon doesn’t put the right clothes into the machine, nor use the right amount of liquid detergent, or select the right setting. An even angrier Sandra will enter and take over from him, banishing to yet another task he won’t get right.
A despondent Plon has turned to other married men for advice, and now meets with a local men’s group once a week to try to unravel the mystery of their wives’ minds. Until then, he’s determined to at least get the vacuuming right. Although Sally it seems, may have something to say about that.
