I’m not even sure how it gets that dirty. At least the bathtub anyway. And that was what she complained about the most. There were these artifacts, dust or fuzz or something. It just kept building up in the tub, there at the end. She’s like, for a guy that takes three or four showers a day, how can you do it? How can you stand in such a filthy tub? And I’m thinking, well fuck, it isn’t like I’m standing in the dirt itself. I dance around it!
Later she comes into my office and announces she isn’t going to clean the floor –just everything else. So I hop up and announce I will clean the floor! And the other bathroom! And my office! And before long I’ve purchased new shower curtains and I have two bathrooms sparkling clean.
Now I just need to convince Victor that the bidet isn’t a place to get a drink of water.