Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Pathetic Domestic Arguments

Some flatmate keeps moving my bacon from the bottom shelf of the fridge to the middle shelf. We seem to have developed a minor shelf-war.

Raw meat goes on the bottom shelf for a reason, especially if it's two weeks old and from lidl, as it reduces the risk of it contaminating other food.

I could take a wild guess as to who is doing it, as the food that appears on the bottom shelf is invariably pasta-based.

I've considered sticking a post-it saying 'RAW MEAT GOES ON BOTTOM SHELF' on the door, but that's one of those minor things that tend to set the ball of flat-hate rolling. So this is me being the bigger man. Sortof...

The bigger man who no longer cares if his Italian flatmate contracts food poisoning.

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