stuff i deal with

i have two towels that i brought with me from colorado. one is for my hair (when i take a shower) the other is for my body. i hang them in the bathroom on the same towel bar since the day i got here. everyone in this house knows they are my towels.

yesterday when i went to take a shower, i noticed the towel i use for my hair, was gone. i was thinking, WTF? who used my towel? (they never do their laundry so their towels are always used and gross.)

i sent john a text yesterday morning asking him to ask the boys who used my towel.

i find out when i get home that kiko used it. i though, hmmm. ok. he took a shower and didn't have a towel. whatever. (to me using someone's towel is like borrowing their underwear. just not cool.) i asked for it because i wanted to wash it with my laundry.

this morning when i went out to do my laundry, my towel was on the washer. it was black. dirty. stained. obviously not used for someone's shower.

yes, i found out they used it to clean the bathroom floor around the toilet .. that hasn't been cleaned since i got here. you are talking two months of guys missing the toilet and pissing on the floor.

who the hell would do that? really? who would take someone's bath towel and use it to clean up piss on the floor?

john, of course, defends them. "maybe they thought it was a community towel." really?! (bullshit...they know they were my towels). but regardless .. how are you going to use someone's - anyone's - bath towel to clean the freaking floor????

argghhh!