A hated chore

I have a little confession to make, one I think that every mom can attest to but probably won't. Perhaps, I'm breaking a sacred mommy bylaw by this confession but I have to tell someone. Try not to judge me too harshly.

I give the chores I hate to do to my kids.

Now that the secret is out let me clarify - there is one job inparticular that I have a loathing distane for. It's completely irrational and really no good reason whatsoever for my dislike of this chore but every day I pawn it off on one of my older kids to do. And what do you know, they gripe about it too. Then again, they gripe over every chore.

I hate emptying a clean dishwasher.

There, I said it. I can't stand it. For some reason the tedium of taking clean dishes out of the dishwasher and putting them away just makes my skin crawl. I can be faced with a sink full of week old dishes, caked with old food that has taken on a science project religion and not squeam. I can dutifully clean up vomit, poop, and urine from both my kids and a variety of animals and not blink an eye or dry heave. Which I think is pretty impressive since the hubby gags at dirty diapers. And he's been to Iraq. But if that damned machine is full of crystal clear glistening dishware I avoid it like the plague. And then demand whatever closest kid is available to "undo the dishes, please". 

I'm not particularly proud of this weakness but there it is. And I know I can't be the only one, so who will come forward with me and announce their most hated chore? And how do you try and get out of doing it?