I was planning on writing something witty and sunny and bright, since the weather outside is horribly, terribly bad. I mean I had to wear my long leather coat to work on the 2nd of June, for the gods' sake!
But alas, it wasn't meant to be.
Instead, I just learned another reason to move out from the family home.
A few days ago my dad bought us some desserts for cheap from a bakery near to his workplace (in the evenings it is always cheap before they close and this time he was lucky to bring home sotheing yummy).
Me, as I was unfortunate enough to suffer some horribly ouchy spider bites, I was not allowed to eat anything with eggs or meat or milk in it. I opted for ramen yesterday night, because it was most probably totally artificial, so I was pretty safe from dairy and other meaty products.
I have been longing for that dessert like a whole clan of Umpa-Lumpas for one measly cocoa bean. I have been eyeing it since yesterday evening, I even told it that once I got some meds for my spidey bites I would devour it.
I have been longing to eat it once I got home, tired from work. I kid you not, this kept me going today.
I come home and my mother tells me she ate my dessert to save it from getting all moldy.
I told her I was looking forward to eating it. I told her it was getting me through the day. I told her I couldn't eat it yesterday and I was counting on eating it today and why the hell did she not ask me if I wanted it or not??
She told me I could make myself pudding.
She didn't even say she was sorry.
And I'm sitting here, reduced to tears because my dessert that I was longing to eat all day was eaten before I got home.
And no. I do not want to buy one of those tomorrow. The whole purpose of the thing was to sit down after a crappy day and eat the dessert I have been craving more than a day and unwind. And also, any bakery or sweet shop is totally out of my way to work and it'd cost me precious time I could spend sleeping or doing stuff in my freetime.
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