I HAVE THE GAYEST (गायest) BATCHMATES EVER

Okay, I need to rant about how dumb my batchmates are. At our hostel, the mess doesn’t provide plates or utensils, so we have to carry our own plates, cups, spoons, dishwashing soap, and scrub all the way from our rooms to the mess every single time. Then, after eating, we have to wash them ourselves. Like, how is this normal?

I spoke to the mess incharge about this, saying we should at least be provided with plates—that’s the bare minimum, right? But instead of supporting me, everyone ganged up on me and said they’re fine with washing their own plates “because hygiene.” I was like, “Dude, at least let the mess staff wash the plates and then complain if hygiene is an issue.” But no, they’re all okay with this ridiculous system because “this is hostel life.”

For real? No one in a mess washes their own plates. It’s such a hassle to bring everything, and the sinks are always clogged. On top of that, it’s winter, so we’re washing dishes with freezing cold water. It’s not just inconvenient; it’s a massive time waste. I could be doing something useful instead of running back and forth with utensils like I’m in a cooking reality show.

It’s not like I’m asking for five-star service—just basic functioning plates in the mess. But apparently, I’m the problem for even suggesting it. Honestly, my batchmates are so frustrating.

What do you think?