The waiting game.

I know it's toying with me.
It's trying to out wait me.
Trying to play its little game.
Silent and patient.
But I'm going to beat it this time. I will win.
You'll see.
That Dishwasher is just waiting for me to pick up the mop.
Once again it will wait until I'm half done mopping the floor.
Then!
Then it will click finished!
And i'll have to stop mopping so I can empty it, carrying a stacks of plates and cups over a half wet, slippy floor.
It wants me to slip.
But i'll play its little game.
I'm game.
We'll see who rusts first!