Grunt T. Bunnert, Meet...

Mr. Nip Bennit! This is my laundry basket in my room. I thought of showing this photo a long time ago but never got around to blogging it. Apparently before arrival, somewhere somehow my name became translated to Mr. Nip Bennit, so that is what they wrote on the basket. And yes...someone does do my laundry for me. Roughin' it, I know.

(background story: a long time ago my dad got a letter addressed to him as Grunt T. Bunnert. It's been an ongoing joke to call him Grunt ever since. Haha see you in India soon Grunt!)