We’ve all been there. It’s really late at night, and your roommate is asleep.
You’re sitting on the couch in the living room, watching a rerun of Married With Children.
The volume is well above Courteous Level, as are your footsteps when you stomp into the kitchen.
What do you care if your roommate wakes up? You’re an asshole. And besides, you don’t have to wake up early, so it doesn’t matter if she does.
But really you don’t want her to wake up because you’re hungry.
Hungry for her ice cream that you’ve been eyeing all day.
You open the freezer even though you have no business being there. You know that nothing in there is yours, especially the Rocky Road, but this doesn’t stop you from taking the carton and your favorite spoon back to the couch with you.
You don’t need a bowl. You plan on finishing whatever’s left since it really isn’t all that much anyways.