Played in a band once, for a “family dance” (parents and children), who invited the band to join their potluck afterwards, only for us to find out they were very self-important environmentalists who banned both paper plates and plastic utensils, AND banned washing your dishes. They went so far as to lock the church kitchen to keep us out. However, I refused to return my ceramic plate & metal silverware dirty, just so they could control the amount of water not dispensed in the kitchen. I very prominently carried them down the hall, washed them in the restroom sink with the hand soap (that’s all I could get), dried them with disposable paper towels, and returned them clean. Why? Pride in my own dignity, and I wasn’t going to be robbed of it.
Let Me Wash My Plate!
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