Clean up after your own goddamn self.
Mar. 3rd, 2005 10:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am not a maid. I may have high standards of cleanliness, but I am not a maid.
I don't think it's too much to ask that you wipe up after yourself, especially after you've spilt coffee all over the Formica counter. I don't think it's too much to ask that you put things back as you found them, and if you must add something to a shelf, please add it neatly. Most importantly, do not leave your empty pop can or coffee cup or water bottle out willy-nilly. Either put it in the fucking recycling bin, or just put it in the trash if the goddamned recycling bin is too far away. (Please recycle. It's not that bloody hard.)
Oh, and my fellow actors? That goes for you, too. There's been many a night wherein a select few have had to clean up after the rest of you.
We are responsible for our space, folks. That applies on a personal as well as a global level.
My apartment is as much as I can deal with solo, and even then I have to have help (and hindrance from the feline occupants). Is it too much to ask that the rest of you pick up after yourselves, not strew all of your belongings all over the place, and mind your goddamn manners? I only put up with clutter from Z because I adore him beyond all else (and the reverse is true as well - I do not pretend to be a saint. Just an occasional neatnik with bouts of packrattiness), and we still butt heads at times.
Do as your mothers (should have) taught you. Clean. Up. Your. Mess.
Or else I'm coming after you with a flamethrower.
(What really bothers me is that I have this blowup every 4 months or so, my boss agrees with me, and I'm still not allowed to put up "Clean Up After Yourself" signs at work. Not that it'll help that much - it's hasn't with the green room - but it would be something I could point to.)
I don't think it's too much to ask that you wipe up after yourself, especially after you've spilt coffee all over the Formica counter. I don't think it's too much to ask that you put things back as you found them, and if you must add something to a shelf, please add it neatly. Most importantly, do not leave your empty pop can or coffee cup or water bottle out willy-nilly. Either put it in the fucking recycling bin, or just put it in the trash if the goddamned recycling bin is too far away. (Please recycle. It's not that bloody hard.)
Oh, and my fellow actors? That goes for you, too. There's been many a night wherein a select few have had to clean up after the rest of you.
We are responsible for our space, folks. That applies on a personal as well as a global level.
My apartment is as much as I can deal with solo, and even then I have to have help (and hindrance from the feline occupants). Is it too much to ask that the rest of you pick up after yourselves, not strew all of your belongings all over the place, and mind your goddamn manners? I only put up with clutter from Z because I adore him beyond all else (and the reverse is true as well - I do not pretend to be a saint. Just an occasional neatnik with bouts of packrattiness), and we still butt heads at times.
Do as your mothers (should have) taught you. Clean. Up. Your. Mess.
Or else I'm coming after you with a flamethrower.
(What really bothers me is that I have this blowup every 4 months or so, my boss agrees with me, and I'm still not allowed to put up "Clean Up After Yourself" signs at work. Not that it'll help that much - it's hasn't with the green room - but it would be something I could point to.)