Breaking the social contract of the kitchen

What do we have today? A sloppy mess? Sort of. 

Here we have four mugs, which by all appearances are clean. But really, is this where you put clean dishes? Is this where you put any dishes? Is that a sponge caddy? The fuck it is.

Let's see where the social contract of kitchen usage broke down.

Well glad to see you employed street people could not get past Rule No. 1. This list hangs at eye-level above the sink. All one needs to do is look up and it is staring them directly in the face. Hmmm, it doesn't say much about sponge etiquette. Oh wait... just turn your head to the left.

So it is confirmed. You are all stupid slobs and you are all illiterate.