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Pet Peeve # 2034

People who use the last of the milk then put the empty carton back in the fridge. Like I won't notice. Dur.


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Anonymous said…
Why? What is the point? I have pondered this for years since coming across this horrible habit in adulthood. The only explanation I can think of is GUILT! As an only child, I was essentially force fed good natural foods, including Guernsey milk with a fat content out of sight. Nobody could accuse me of drinking all the milk - I had to. In a large family, the greedier members would (I suppose)be accused by their siblings of taking more than their fair share. Ergo - rather leave the bottle in the fridge empty than be the one to announce to the horde - No More Milk - and suffer the consequences. Add FEAR to my cod psychology. Well - only a theory.

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