I've told this story a few times lately, so I thought I'd share it here.
A couple of years ago, I bought some microwave popcorn. I don't eat popcorn often (um, except for at the movies), but occasionally I like it, and this particular microwave popcorn came with a cheese topping.
One night while Wanda was at work, I decided to try the popcorn. I microwaved the popcorn, poured it into a mixing bowl, and sprinkled on the cheese topping, then I sat down to enjoy my treat.
I took a piece, and ... it wasn't very good.
I tried another couple of pieces. They were even worse. I decided I wasn't going to eat it, put the bowl on the counter, and went to bed. An hour or two later, Wanda got home.
When I got up in the morning, the bowl was empty. I thought "hmm, maybe it was just me. Wanda apparently liked it."
Then Wanda got out of bed, and said "That popcorn was awful!"
But ... she ate the whole bowl.
I still have the weekend ahead of me
8 hours ago