Eating last sandwich

brettcta

burn her like the witch she is

next time, put your index finger up one of your nostrils, twist 45deg, remove finger and immediately either ram said finger into the middle of the barm, or across the top of it. you know to avoid it, but when the she-devil informs you she had the nerve to be hungry, tell her she's eaten a part of you. you can then introduce the back of your ringed-hand to her face at high speed and walk out of the room laughing heartily, knowing she's been adequately punished for her misdemeanour.

i did it once and it hasn't happened since.

Booley

brettcta wrote: »

burn her like the witch she is

next time, put your index finger up one of your nostrils, twist 45deg, remove finger and immediately either ram said finger into the middle of the barm, or across the top of it. you know to avoid it, but when the she-devil informs you she had the nerve to be hungry, tell her she's eaten a part of you. you can then introduce the back of your ringed-hand to her face at high speed and walk out of the room laughing heartily, knowing she's been adequately punished for her misdemeanour.

i did it once and it hasn't happened since.

Not surprised, she's probably miles away by now poaching someone else's baps

pinkshoes

Leory wrote: »

Last night i mentioned to OH that i had forgotten to make my lunch, so I would have to make it in the morning. Imagine my horror when OH informed me that she was hungry and had eaten the last sandwich!

so now i have nothing for my lunch, and im hungry, hence the rant.

Am I being petty here or am I just in being a bit miffed?

I sympathise.

This morning I discovered that my OH had finished off the milk, not just with a bowl of cereal, but also with a milky coffee (that he left the evidence for me to wash up!).

A few weeks ago I wouldn't have minded, but with a 4 week old baby, it's not like I can now just nip to the shop! It's quite a trauma getting the little one ready for a 5 minute walk in the cold!

Fear not. I got revenge by eating TWO of his favourite yoghurts.

(I did contemplate hiding my new carton of milk, and putting some expressed breast milk in the empty carton, but thought that a little too mean :eek:)

marleyboy

I'm with the OP, NEVER come between a man and his butties. :D

OP what you need is.........

nearlyrich

It's the law in this house that you can never get milk and bread supplies correct but we live in an age of 24 hour shopping so it's not the end of the world is it? When we put food in the cupboard or fridge we don't put labels on it yours and mine seems a very strange way to live to me?

MetalMand

See! this is one of the many reasons I am happy to be single I can eat what I want and I have full jurisdiction over the remote control although I might share my sarnies and remote with Dave Grohl... nah the remote is mine all mine!!

dealer_wins

If the OP is for real then I feel for their partner.

Posting on the internet about a sarnie being eaten, how sad!!!

Dazi

very funny thread, but its not real is it? do people really buy just enough rolls (or whatever you want to call them) and just enough fillings for them?

No, am sure this is a wind up, if it isn't....why just not buy a bit extra?

Any food we have in the house is for either of us to eat, and every other weekend for DSD to eat too. OK if you were on a tight budget I can see you would work out meals....but !!!!!! getting stressed cos someone ate your sandwich, I think that may be taking moneysaving too far!

OP do you label the food in your house as to who can eat it?

Well they say there is nowt so strange as folk, and I have seen the evidence :rotfl::rotfl:

Jojo_the_Tightfisted

Worse food sins abound...

One is claiming to not like something you've bought for the children, but after it disappears, you find that it's been hidden so the children don't get it.

Another is buying bread, butter, eggs, sausages, cheese, bacon, beans, four potatoes, tomatoes and mushrooms with the last of your money. You know you have enough food for Monday (cheese & mushroom omelette), Tuesday (toad in the hole), Wednesday (jacket potato, cheese & beans), Thursday (sausage casserole), Friday (pasta carbonara) and Saturday teatime (beans on toast or egg & chips), whilst leaving enough little bits for at least one more meal with a little inventiveness.

You go out for some boring, mundane reason, like a hospital appointment, so you're gone for about 4 hours.

And you come back to find that he 'felt a little peckish' - he has cooked himself two eggs, half a packet of bacon, three sausages, all the mushrooms, two tomatoes, having eaten another one whilst cooking, fried everything in near enough half a pack of butter (ignoring the cooking oil by the oven), two slices of fried bread and one toast, left the bacon out unwrapped so a fly has got in the packaging, welded the baked beans to the base of your only serviceable saucepan, put your iron pan in the dishwasher after having scrubbed it with steel wool to try and get the tomato off and chucked your potatoes away 'because they looked a bit manky'.

He then sulks because you point out that he has just destroyed a week of shopping for one meal, rather than praise him for putting the pan in the dishwasher, and wanders off, thinking he can stuff the biscuits he hid from the children whilst you are trying to work out what can be salvaged. but you've already found them and he is not happy about you taking them back.


That's a sackable offence.

Vaila

marleyboy wrote: »

I'm with the OP, NEVER come between a man and his butties. :D

OP what you need is.........

genius, where did you find that!