Who on earth goes through someone else's cupboards and eats their chocolate without permission? I'd blow a gasket.
Have I got a story!
Two nights before Nephew's (Jim) wedding, his father "Don" and cousin "Ben" had taken him out for a "bachelor night." When they returned to Jim's house, he went to bed and let Don and Ben crash on the couch/futon. When Jim got up the next morning, Don and Ben were already up and gone. He then proceeded to pack up and drive to the wedding location.
In the meantime, Jim's wife "Lisa" had gone out with myself, my sister and a few friends to local college town for pizza and beer. Lisa then went to her mother's house to pick up some of the wedding stuff, then back to Jim's to shower, change and grab the rest of the stuff, including the Jelly Bellys that were to be placed into small bags as wedding favors. She couldn't find them, and as she looked for the missing bags, discovered that several other bags of candies and chocolates were missing as well.
After the wedding, it came out that Don and Ben had decided that Jim and Lisa were too fat to have all that candy around their house and had stolen all of it and either ate it themselves or tossed it in a public dumpster. Lisa confronted both of them and, not only did neither one apologize, they reiterated that Jim and Lisa were fat.
Dumpster my foot. I'd be tempted to call them on that. It's ironic when people who pig out trash the weight of others.
I once had a co-worker who was big-boned. (I'll call her Ellen) She did dancing, ran marathons, biked over Thailand for her vacation etc. She ate like a rabbit (healthy portions of healthy foods.) She was athletic, well-toned, and energetic with beautiful curves. She did register a slightly high BMI, but every doctor who examined her told her not to worry because she was wonderfully healthy. She was of good, solid Viking stock.
So one day a co-worker (who was no string bean himself but not quite so athletic) came into her office to ask about a project she was working on. She had a mid-afternoon snack of a half-cup of carrots and a tablespoon of peanut butter that she had just taken out of her bag. Remember that she was extremely active. By mid-afternoon she had already biked 10 miles to work and done a quick 5 mile run on her lunch break. So you can imagine that she had a good appetite.
Now this co-worker was PA personified. (I'll call him Bob.) I could go on and on. He saw the snack and said, "I'd sure wish I had thought of that."
She said, "Feel free to have a carrot."
He then proceeded to dig in and start eating her snack. He said only, "I just don't know why I'm so hungry."
The great thing was that she was totally direct to his passive-aggression.
Bob: Oh, I should take better care of myself.
Her: Then go down to the cafeteria and get your own snack.
Bob: I just don't have anyone to tell help me to remember about things like this.
Her: Well, if you steal snacks, it tends to isolate people!
This went on for awhile with them talking about the project and then him making these PA "woe is me" comments and going back to the snack and stealing more carrots and peanut butter. She would be blunt in response and take it away from him. I was BARELY keeping a straight face.
Finally he said: Well, I don't think large women should be eating peanut butter.
Her: It's MY peanut butter and it's going to make ME fatter, not YOU.
I don't know how I even stayed professional. He never did get a clue. And he never could figure out why she wasn't interested in da
ting him. He thought a "large woman" like herself would be thrilled to get any date.
