August 5, 2013

Monday Rant: Nothing Good in Here

I'm sure you've had the same thing happen when you're on your way home from a workout or some form of physical activity. It's one of those situations in which you're returning from your exertions and need to fill those burnt calories and have just the thing in mind. You're excited only until you get back and find that someone else has devoured what you had your mind set on. It's excruciating.

This has become an almost weekly occurrence at the pad my father and I currently possess. He has finally infringed on territory that in my own head was considered free. See, my father has a bad snacking problem. Whatever stress he has in real life is smothered by constant snacking. Sunflower seeds, chips, MY BEER etc. Stuff that he already doesn't need to indulge with.

I've began noticing that he only likes to partake in beer that is recently bought. He obviously enjoys having new choices. I have to hide some of the beer I don't want him to drink. For example, I know hes lazy enough that he's not going to move cases of beer to get to whats in the back. The same goes for the fridge. What I don't want touched goes behind everything else and is usually safe. I recently overheard him declaring something that made me want to jump out of my skin.

"There's not any good beer in here."

Nothing good, huh? Five rows deep.

This just goes to reinforce my theory that he only likes to drink what's recently bought. See that Troegs Java Head? That's been in there for almost five months. Behind it is a Sierra Nevada Stout. Both as requested by him when I was at a bottle shop. They're still there.

I came home from work last Friday to perform my usual ritual of stocking the fridge with beers I want to have that night and for the following night. It was stuffed with beers from cases I irresponsibly left being easily accessible. My Anderson Valley Summer Solstice and Penn Pumpkin Roll Ale. Two of the most recently-purchased cases. It figures.

He failed to realize one thing in my beer habits. When I buy pumpkin brews it's only to have around the time we're supposed to actually drink them. That means September and October. It's not for stuffing the fridge immediately.

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