In every relationship, one loads the dishwasher like a Scandinavian architect, the other like a raccoon on meth
I'm the Scandinavian architect, partner loads it like a raccoon on meth, which is odd as he is a spectacularly good cordon bleu cook and is generally the one that is ordered and tidy around the house
The architect. You'd think my husband has some kind of head injury that prevents him from understanding shapes by the way he just throws everything in there.
You should see the way some of the people stack the dishwashers at my work..... I have even put printed diagrams on the front of the machines graphically depicting how they work and why a cup facing upwards will not end up clean, ditto a horizontal stack of plates on top of each other
My favorite is when I open it to put dishes away and she’s stacked 6 bowls in random places and 3 spoons then runs it while leaving everything else in the sink because “Dishwasher is full”