Reminds me of the 1st wife. Once time I came home from work and she was sitting on the couch with her fat lazy mother and immediately they said; Dont say a thing, we have had a tough day doing laundry. I took a quick glance and about blew my top. I did say, rather calmly, WTF are you talking about? I see 3 loads of laundry sitting in a pile on the other couch. Did you walk it down to some creek to wash it? NO you put it in the washing machine and it did all the washing. Did you hang it out to dry? No you put it into the dryer and the dryer did all the work. Did you even bother to fold any of it? No it's sitting in a pile on the couch so you have done about 3-5 minutes work carrying 3 loads from the bedroom to the washer, changing it to the dryer and then to the couch.
Yes I said that and then I said not get your lazy ass up and fold that shit and then make me some dinner while I take a shower and I would like to NOT see your mother still here when I get out. Yeah I was not the popular son in law but funny enough her father said he liked that I stood up to his wife and made sure she knew it was MY place, not hers. I kicked her out more than once.
I got spoiled in Thailand also. I would get a weeks worth of laundry done and returned all pressed and folded for about $5.