But from Day 1 at Work, I've made it known that, seeing as how I'm a Stereotypical Chinese Person That Doesn't Trust Dishwashers, I wash my own stuff by hand.
My reasons for doing this are two-fold:
- I am absolved of all general responsibility for any dirty dishes in the company kitchen.
- I am guaranteed clean utensils, cups and dishes. =D
I have hogged one company glass beer mug for my tea and one teaspoon. I keep it in my office and reuse them. I'm a slob, so they get washed when I need to use them =) But, it's only my tea mug and my water bottle. My lunch bowls/dishes get washed right away because that kind of thing doesn't belong in a professional setting. That and the fact that Yaletown, Vancouver used to be a warehouse and storage place. There's no telling what kind of critters share your three-space. We know for sure there are mice/rats in some of the buildings.
Back to the teaspoon. Somehow, I decided I wanted a different one today. When I opened the cutlery drawer to get one, I saw MY spoon. Yes, a teaspoon from MY HOUSE laying on top of the pile.
I haven't the foggiest how it got there. But I must have brought it to Work sometime in the last three years. I haven't changed spoons in a long time either, so the poor spoon has probably been around the block a few times.
Sorry, spoon... =}