Last night I went to grab some dinner with my roommates and a friend. I naturally finished eating before all of them. One friend saves her mexi tots till the end because she loves them. I just wanted a taste so I snuck one, dipped it in ranch and enjoyed. Well, there was a bit of a whine from the owner of the tots and the next thing I know my hand had reached out and snatched as many as I could hold (turns out it was about 4). To every ones shock I just shoved them into my mouth. Just like that, I stole her beloved tots.
The other two were in some what of a shock and both informed me that I was mean for doing such a thing. Huh? Really? I was thinking I was hilarious! The owner of the tots was a bit shocked but I didn't feel any hatred coming from her. She may have been just a tad disappointed that her reflexes weren't quicker.
Then it hit me. The other two didn't really grow up with brothers. Me and the owner of the tots were raised with boys. This was a common occurrence growing up. I was skinny when I was young because I hadn't developed the skills to protect my food, so I didn't eat much. My roommates were never really exposed to this.
Food snatching is just kind of funny. Especially if the person really, really loves what they are about to eat. The best part about last night was that I had not premeditated the act. It was merely a reflex. A reflex that is similar to what most people do when a doctor taps their knee and their leg moves.
I am damaged huh? I told my brother about this and he said basically I am screwed as a person. That I should add this to my list of things that are keeping me from getting married. My brothers have ruined me. Its not my fault. This goes to my list of things that I must work harder on suppressing. Apparently these kinds of things aren't attractive or appealing to the opposite sex. Weird.
P.S. But it was funny.