So. I've had a few discussions about tea-bags lately. One was with my friend Ellie who was not pleased about used tea-bags being left on the sink. One was with another friend who had a grievance with used tea-bags IN the sink. The other was not really a discussion, but an episode of Sex and The City where Charlotte's fiancee leaves tea-bags EVERYWHERE, much to the Charlotte-chagrin.
I kind of ebb and flow. Sometimes in the bin. Sometimes in the sink. Sometimes on the sink. Sometimes on a little saucer, just to be fancy. I'm like that. I like change. It doesn't irk me, the gypsy tea-bag syndrome. Eventually they all end up in the bin, right? No biggie? They're not repulsive or anything...
How about you? Does it irk you, the gypsy tea-bag? Does it make your blood boil quicker than the Breville itself? Or are you nonchalant? Is it worth getting your knickers in a knot over random tea-bag scattering? Just asking...
I kind of ebb and flow. Sometimes in the bin. Sometimes in the sink. Sometimes on the sink. Sometimes on a little saucer, just to be fancy. I'm like that. I like change. It doesn't irk me, the gypsy tea-bag syndrome. Eventually they all end up in the bin, right? No biggie? They're not repulsive or anything...
How about you? Does it irk you, the gypsy tea-bag? Does it make your blood boil quicker than the Breville itself? Or are you nonchalant? Is it worth getting your knickers in a knot over random tea-bag scattering? Just asking...
xx Pip
