It's a great cartoon.
A friend has posted it on facebook, and right on cue a bloke has breezed on to say "Ladies, stop fussing, if you just ask, your man will jump to it! He's not a mind reader you know" (slight paraphrase but not much, he's kind of wordy but that was the gist).
Nicely illustrates the sheer cluelessness and arrogance the writer is talking about though, doesn't it?
It generally plays out the same way with my husband. If I wait for him to notice a routine task, I will wait forever. If I point it out, he'll get to it "after I've done this other thing". He won't get to it. I'll remind him. He'll tell me I'm impatient (it does not matter how long I waited to remind him for - could be a year, but it'll still be too soon). I'll tell him to JFDI because I'm not having the conversation again. He will embark on the task, but be unable to complete it without asking me numerous questions, rather than just figuring the fucking thing out for himself the way I have to do. It will take three or four times as long to do it as I could have done it in, and may or may not be finished to a reasonable standard (by "reasonable" I mean finished at all, like if it was washing up that the plates don't have food still on them. If it's DIY, that there are not electrical wires hanging out of the wall. Pointing any of this out will mean I'm scolded for my "impossibly" high standards).
And yet, apparently, if I do anything other than bite my tongue, smile sweetly, wait it out, then praise him for finishing it, I'm getting stroppy for no reason?
We've tried lists a few times. I make the lists and then I just have a written record of things to "nag" about as civilisations rise and fall waiting for him to get his fucking finger out. Meh.