Pot in the fridge

So--living with other humans who don't understand social life. A joy, yes?

Well, let me reiterate. No. On multiple occasions I have had problems with the humans I am living with.

Just as of late, Sleeper we'll call her, decided to make some mac and cheese. What a lovely idea! Macaroni and cheese just happens to be one of my favorite dishes. Awesome!

Well firstly none was offered to me. This makes sense because I wasn't in the room.

However, when I got home and my roommate was about to make some macaroni for herself and me she opened the fridge. Well lookie there.

Pot in the fridge. Fork, m&c, and all. My pot and my fork not my m&c. Granted I placed the pot and the fork in the communal use areas, but they are supposed to be used, washed, dried and put away. Another twist? The pot used is the best pot for m&c cooking. My roommate agrees.

There are perhaps five to six bites of m&c left.

Lovely people. Really.