Wednesday July 14, 2004
Crying Over Stolen Milk
People who know me well know that I tend to exaggerate a little at times. I also tend to rant about trivial events in my life. I think that most people just shrug it off and are either amused by it, or roll their eyes thinking, “Here we go again!”
However, I have been told by Steve that I am justified in my anger over the latest in “I hate my roommates” rants!
Someone/multiple someones has/have been eating my food—or at least some of it!
I went grocery shopping last Wednesday and bought, among other things, one of those little cartons of milk. Normally this is enough to last me until the expiration date--a few weeks or so. I used about 3 teaspoons of it on Wednesday or Thursday night to make some mashed potatoes. I then went home for 3 days and didn't touch my food.
On Monday, when I prepared to make food, I noticed that the milk was missing. In just 4 days, someone DRANK ALL MY MILK!!!! And the Orange Juice that is normally laying down on MY shelf was now standing upright on a different shelf (which I don't actually mind, because it expired two months ago and should've been thrown out. I hope they get sick off of it). And I'm pretty sure I'm missing several pieces of bread.
I suspect it's the international students staying with us for the summer, as this hasn't been a problem prior to their arrival. I am not sure if it's a miscommunication on my landlady's part, a language barrier, or if they just feel entitled to ALL the food in there.
Personally, I don't think it's fair. We were told upon moving in that we had our own shelves. I don't eat other people's food--in fact I wouldn't even if I was allowed, since I am extremely picky and probably wouldn't like their stuff anyway. I also assume that people won't eat mine. The University does NOT pay well, and I really can't afford to feed 3 other people--heck, I can barely afford to feed myself!
Various people have suggested various methods of revenge. I am VERY tempted. I also guess I'll have to break down and ask my landlady what's going on. I kinda hope she doesn't know what's going on, because otherwise it means she condones it.
It's times like these I wish I could afford to live alone!
Posted at 8:50 AM |
… down on MY shelf was now standing upright on a different shelf (which I don’t actually mind, because it expired two months ago and should’ve been thrown out. I hope they get sick off of it) …
*G*
You need to send a clear message that your territory may not be infringed upon without severe consequences. Plant a bomb of part milk part detergent on your shelf. This tastes so awful that they are sure to not swallow it, but will be very agitated by the event. If they do swallow it, they’ll probably die, and that will definitely send the message to the other families that you mean business. Legally, you might have some issues, but you could probably skate with manslaughter.
If you didn’t want to set the trap, you could just leave them a message in their native language.
Spanish:
Te comes mi comida una vez mas y sera tu ultima cena.
Japanese. This one is not possible to send via an American Keyboard, but the verbal sound goes something like this: “watashi no tabemono tabenaide kudasai.” I have the symbols available if you want to print it out.
3 | Posted by: Wartime Consilieri on July 14, 2004 @ 11:30 AM“Te comes mi comida una vez más y será tú última cena”… That one is good! lol
I would be very upset as well, I hope it doesn’t happen again :/
4 | Posted by: Ivette01 on July 14, 2004 @ 11:34 AM
