cleaning the shit off the fan

I live with my roommate and we are both working from home.

She bragged heavily about the amount of supplies she had stocked up on, before s*#t hit the fan.

I searched everywhere for Clorox spray and of course found none.

I asked to borrow some of hers so that I could clean my bathroom.

I wasn't used to the foam spray so I guess I got a bit too trigger happy and used more than needed.

She pointed out that I used the whole bottle and she doesn't have anymore.

She text our group chat to tell everyone I used the whole bottle and she doesn't have anymore.

I'll be leaving the house at 6am to scavenger hunt for Clorox spray.

Can't let disinfectant take out my 20 year friendship before it takes out Covid-19

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