Today he couldn't remember what to do with the eggshells, after he cracked the eggs into a bowl.
Later, he had decided to vacuum our tiny office, with two computer set-ups, and little room to move.
He was swearing his head off about how everything was in his way around my desk.
I have a wrap-around desk, with a chair, and two dog beds underneath.
I tried to offer to help move stuff out of his way, but no, he had to vacuum now, the stuff could not be moved first, and he went back to swearing and vacuuming.
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