Elim Garak wrote:
Usually something that someone else bought. Then they're pissed because I ate it.
It's weird, whenever a situation like this arises:
NOT ME: Did you eat all the chocolate ice cream?
ME: No. (involuntary nervous laughter).
Then I'm always immediately presumed guilty.
^ reminds me of barracks life. I'd never dare bring a pizza back to the room -- for some reason it suddenly becomes everyone else's pizza. I almost always had to scarf it down... hot
... right off the truck