In my family, I was raised with the rule, “Whomever does the cooking doesn’t do the cleaning.” After I made my mom a wonderful roast chicken dinner, she brought the rule up. I politely joked about it, but went into the kitchen to tidy up. My mom enters the kitchen and announces she’s going to help. Then, she comes close to the sink, sees what I’m doing and just says, “Actually, I’m going to let you finish what you’re doing.”
And then she smacked me on the ass.
Somebody wasn’t raised as well as I was.