Wednesday, 23 September 2009

Thievery Incorporated

I bake a lot. It's a fun hobby. I get to mix up some mushy things with sugar and butter, lick the spoon, stick it in the oven and it comes out like something from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I also like the finer things in life. Faced with the choice between buying a kilo of value chocolate and 100 grams of chocolate that is so fine it needs to be licked by a cat before it's fit for human consumption I will always choose the latter. The premise behind the baking is why pay someone an exorbitant amount of money to make something I can make better myself, and the latter, well, life's too short to eat value chocolate.

One of the things that should have set alarm bells ringing in my head when I moved in with the Twat was the things he bought to share would always be from the budget range. So while I was buying Twinings tea aged in an oak barrel that the Earl of Sandwich once puked in my flatmate would reciprocate with Somerfield Value teabags. I'd buy Boasters cookies (with real Belgian Chocolate Chips!) and he'd respond with Asda Value Digestives and so forth. I had a go at him about this once and his reaction was to sulk and then eat the rest of my cookies.

Since we fell out, the notion of sharing these nice things I get for myself on my meagre wages with this Twat is repulsive to me. I have my self respect and if I dislike someone I will go to great lengths to avoid being in their thrall. However, the Twat clearly does not feel this way. I arrived home today and there is one teabag left. I very much doubt the twat will buy tea that matches what he's been stealing from me to replace it. I also bought a new packet of biscuits the other day to use as the base for some baking. I changed my mind and made cupcakes instead of cheesecake so the biscuits weren't required. However, as soon as I reached into the cupboard to open the biscuits to have with my tea, guess what I found? Yup, the twat has opened the biscuits and had at them.

Do people like this ever realise how stupid they're being?

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