This is pissing me off

Excuse the language, but it had to be said. It's a great Saturday... the sun is shining, it's warm but not hot, the coffee is delicious, and The Fog has taken an extended absence for now. I'm in an upbeat mood and this won't derail the Bobness Express but...

I just spent 30 minutes washing dishes which just ran through the dishwasher. W-T-F??? I'm not a domestic dude, but I know how to run a freakin' dishwasher. Load the racks, not too full, no plastics on the bottom, fill the detergent dispenser (I'm a Cascade man.... just for the record), crank it up and let it run. Honestly, what could possibly be easier? Ever since moving into this place in California, conquering the challenge of getting clean and sanitary dishes has eluded me. Look at these pitiful results this morning:

It was cleaner before it put it in the dishwasher. I should have put it in the cabinet the way it was, coated with a thin film of bleu chesse dressing, bits of carrot shavings, and a dash of black pepper for accent.

Nice spoon... I should have left the mushroom gravy on it and put it in the drawer.

So not only did I have to load and unload the dishwasher, but then I had to wash, rinse, and dry. Oh the humanity, the trials of Bobness can be quite burdensome. But I trudge along secure in the fact that, although I've lost another 30 minutes in my life to menial chores, I will have cleanliness is next to godliness cutlery and dishware.

Aww look, I can almost see myself. Clean enough to use again! With my tasks for the day now completed, I can go about my weekend work of smoking cigars, surfing the internets for Canadian midget porn, and pondering life's grand mysteries.