I had grilled kippers for lunch in my office and the plate is still on my desk next to the keyboard. The skin is still on it and it smells so disgusting, it's actually making me gag everytime it wafts up my nostrils.
And yet, four times I've sat at this desk tonight, and each time I've resisted taking the plate downstairs to be washed.
Why? Why am I torturing myself with this unholy ming? I think it may be the same syndrome as when you get dog shit on your hand and then can't stop smelling it all day, even though each time you're repelled.
Anyone got any thoughts?
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