My mom had a colleague whose new police officer husband expected her to wash and iron his uniforms. She sweetly complied, ironing all of the trousers flat. Never asked her to do it again.
My husband purposely does a terrible job on the laundry, hoping I’ll get annoyed and take over. This time, I just said, “Looks like you’ll be doing all the laundry until you figure it out,” and I’ve never seen a man reconsider his life choices so fast.