One thing I noticed about Mr "I won't lower myself to make a sandwich"- his wife is working as well. So she's expected to have a job and keep house too?
I have a co-worker who has this kind of attitude. He was grumpy for weeks when he realised on moving offices that (shock! Horror!) we are all responsible for washing up our own mugs. i'm not sure how he had managed to get away without until then. He boasts of not knowing how to cook / iron etc.
I always find it a little odd to find men who can't cook, as my parents always shared the cooking, so while I grew up associating certain tasks with one gender (my dad always mowed the lawn, my mum always did the ironing), cooking wasn't one of them. (and I knew, even then, that my dad *could* iron, and my mum *could* mow lawns, they just chose to split the jobs that way)
My parents have told me that when they married, my dad was actually far better and more experienced at cooking than my mum. His father died when he was 10, and his mother was ill a great deal, so he and his brother both learned to cook and do other household tasks as she was not well enough to.
My mum, on the other hand, went to a boarding school as she lived in a very rural area, and as a girls grammar school it was determined to train girls for careers, not to be housewives, so they didn't teach home economics or cookery,then when she was at university she lived in catered lodgings to start with, and then shared a flat with two other young women both of whom were engaged and wanted to 'practice' their housewifely skills, so she did very little in the way of cooking. As she said, she could could a Sunday roast for 6, as that was what she normally did /helped with when she was home, but was not so hot at economical meals for 2!
It was one of the things which my parents were determined we should all be able to do, so we all learned to cook when we were children, we were also all expected to help you with other household jobs such as laundry and cleaning, and from the age of about 11 or 12 we were all my brother included) expected to do our own ironing. We were required to iron our school uniforms, the rest of our clothes it was optional - we didn't have to iron them, but no-one else would.
I'm sure we all grumbled at times at being expected to help out, but I'm very glad I was taught to look after myself - I met one or two Special Snowflakes when I was sharing accommodation, inlcuding one girls in my hall of residence in my first year at university who was outraged that I (and the other people sharing the kitchen) would not only not do her washing up for her but were even mean enough to start locking our crockery away out of her reach so she was forced to either wash her own, or reuse it dirty..
She tried to convince me to wash up for her on the basis that I knew how to o it and she didn't. I told her she was welcome to watch and learn, and that as someone who was bright enough to get into university she was undoubtably bright enough to learn how to wash up. I was not her favourite person for a while.