I’ve finally finished all my chores for today. Living in a house full of men, sucks. Their expectations is for me to be cook, cleaner and washing machine on auto pilot and still bring home a wage. My life sucks. They just sit around playing their computer games, watching sports, passing wind and shouting orders: Where’s, my dinner, my beer, my socks, the remote – Have you seen my-this or my-that. Don’t men have eyes too? Sure see good enough to watch the match and play with their toys. One da...