How convenient!

And so I slaved over dinner tonight to make my die for spaghetti and meat sauce and we all ate until our tummies were full and had a pleasant conversation at supper.......after I was done I looked over to the sink seeing all the dishes that still needed to be done and that were calling someone's name to wash them. I slowly get up from the table walking towards the sink hoping SOMEONE, ANYONE would tell me to sit down and they would do dishes and all I hear, "I will be right back; I gotta go make some room in my stomach." Twenty minutes later all the dishes are done and STILL he is nowhere to be found. Is this a male/husband thing?