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like, to put it gently, not the best thing in the world. And all of

this at Benny's home, the tidiest man in the Middle East, if not

the whole world.

"Benny?" I called out in shock, "How can this be?"

Benny came in, looking embarrassed, and turned on the living

room lights. He was wearing a faded sweatshirt and raggedy,

stained shorts. There was no point in hiding anything anymore.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You won't tell anyone?" he asked with quivering lips.

"Is this how you know me?" I was offended, "do you think I run

to the paper and publish anything that happens to me?"

"Fine" Benny said and sat down exhausted, "Sarit left me".

After a while, the whole picture became clear. Sarit, Benny's

wife, was fed up with her mundane life, packed herself a

suitcase and flew off to an extreme 4x4 journey somewhere

abroad. That is to say, she'll be back in a few days, and until

then pedantic Benny is supposed to run the household on his

own.

"This is all okay somehow" Benny said, "there's only one

problem – she didn't show me how to use the washing machine".

"One moment" I said, "do you mean to tell me that you don't

know how to use a washing machine?!"

"And you do know?" he attacked back.

"My wife does the laundry at our place" I defended,

"That's it exactly" Benny pounded a miserable pajama that

rolled into his hands, "laundry is a clear-cut feminine profession.

All of the house chores are somehow divided between the man

and the woman, but the craft of doing laundry belongs

exclusively to the woman. And why?"

"Why indeed?"

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