Bragging....

We were just finishing up lunch, and John calls my name from the galley.
"Mom, come here!"
Aarrg... I am feeling lazy, and not quite finished my rigatoni.
"The rack is in backwards, Mom."
John had the dishwasher door open and was peering in, examining the back wall.
"See, the bumpers should be in the back to protect the back wall."
He was right. Sadly, I have used that dishwasher for over 5 years and never noticed. And, yes, there was damage to the back wall of the dishwasher....