Joe likes to cook.
Joe likes to cook for other people.
Joe likes to become obsessed with things.
Joe likes to make pizza.
Joe made pizza all last week. My friends and I enjoyed it. Joe however wasn't pleased with how it turned out-how the crust turned out-on some of the pizzas. So he spent the next week or so obsessing about it. How could he make it better. I was warned that pizza making and lots of it would ensue. It has also been mentioned that he would take these pizzas to work as I was going to Omaha for the AABP convention.
While I was gone to Omaha, I was in a foul mood the entire time. I'd call Joe because I was lonesome and then only get frustrated and get off the phone with him. It turned out that Joe had made the pizza. And he proceeded to give it to THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR!!!!!
While to most people, this would just be a gesture of being a good neighbor, to me, it was clearly not! (Joe had given some slices to them the first time he made pizza.) I declared it food cheating. First, these girls are 19 years old. TEN years younger than Joe; at an age where 10 years is still a lot. And these girls are the ones that have a friend that invited Joe to go upstairs with her (if you know what I mean). After giving pizza to the girls next door, he was rewarded with them giving him cookies.
I would go on to tell Joe that giving the neighbor girls pizza was not cool. (He didn't give it to the neighbor guys and probably wouldn't appriciate it if I gave it to them.) He would give some pizza to Nate (Amberle's boyfriend) and then after I told him it wasn't cool, more to the neighbor girl.
I shouldn't be upset. It was just pizza but for some reason I am upset. More upset than when he made out (made out may be too strong, but kissed is too weak of a word from my understanding) with slutty Amanda from work. (I was only upset that it was slutty Amanda and not someone better.) I think its the age difference. I don't know what its really about, just that I don't like him food cheating. I'm normally not the jealous type. But about this, I am.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]
Joe likes to cook for other people.
Joe likes to become obsessed with things.
Joe likes to make pizza.
Joe made pizza all last week. My friends and I enjoyed it. Joe however wasn't pleased with how it turned out-how the crust turned out-on some of the pizzas. So he spent the next week or so obsessing about it. How could he make it better. I was warned that pizza making and lots of it would ensue. It has also been mentioned that he would take these pizzas to work as I was going to Omaha for the AABP convention.
While I was gone to Omaha, I was in a foul mood the entire time. I'd call Joe because I was lonesome and then only get frustrated and get off the phone with him. It turned out that Joe had made the pizza. And he proceeded to give it to THE GIRLS NEXT DOOR!!!!!
While to most people, this would just be a gesture of being a good neighbor, to me, it was clearly not! (Joe had given some slices to them the first time he made pizza.) I declared it food cheating. First, these girls are 19 years old. TEN years younger than Joe; at an age where 10 years is still a lot. And these girls are the ones that have a friend that invited Joe to go upstairs with her (if you know what I mean). After giving pizza to the girls next door, he was rewarded with them giving him cookies.
I would go on to tell Joe that giving the neighbor girls pizza was not cool. (He didn't give it to the neighbor guys and probably wouldn't appriciate it if I gave it to them.) He would give some pizza to Nate (Amberle's boyfriend) and then after I told him it wasn't cool, more to the neighbor girl.
I shouldn't be upset. It was just pizza but for some reason I am upset. More upset than when he made out (made out may be too strong, but kissed is too weak of a word from my understanding) with slutty Amanda from work. (I was only upset that it was slutty Amanda and not someone better.) I think its the age difference. I don't know what its really about, just that I don't like him food cheating. I'm normally not the jealous type. But about this, I am.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 9/24/11.]
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