Things I have time to ponder.

So I was sitting on the kitchen island today, painfully waiting for my dad's homemade macaroni and cheese to be ready when I had the craziest thought...

Imagine what it would be like to be a dish in a running dishwasher.

Like, I honestly have never thought about this before.

I load the dishwasher, turn it on, and don't think twice. But what the hell goes on in there?

Is it like a big sprinkler system? Do streams of water come from all sides? Does the entire thing fill up with water and suffocate the silverware?!

This could be a seriously traumatic experience. Or maybe it's too steamy to even see anything in there.

Thought provoking, really...the dishwasher.