I’ll make myself a sandwich

When I first moved out of my parents’ home, one of the biggest changes was to suddenly be responsible for my own food. With a shocking regularity, well-cooked meals suddenly failed to magically appear on my dinner table, and the fridge also didn’t self-replenish like it did back home.

Ah, the things you eat in those days of bachelorship. I’m sure most of you who are old enough to not live with your parents anymore know exactly what I’m talking about!

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3 comments on “I’ll make myself a sandwich
  1. KenH says:

    Lazy Bastard

    And, NO, he stlll don’t get it

  2. RG2Cents says:

    Yeah, but when I look back I wish I had learned to cook earlier. You can have a lot of friends when you’re part of the 1% of the dorm that can cook.

  3. Malcore says:

    I learned how to cook a few things when i was a teenager, mostly trying to impress girls. while i prefer to make simple things for myself.
    I went all out once for my roomates, making a big fancy supper…warned them all about it eariler in the day..and found out they had gone for micky d’s on the way home from work (i’d had the day off) because they didn’t trust my cooking. >_>
    So my mix of vegetables, potateos, gravey Ham and home made pie went from a awesome meal to have together to being for left overs. >_> after that, every time it was my turn to cook i put in the least amount of effort possible.

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