One day when John and I were dating, we were hanging out at his house and I was a little hungry. Later, I realized:
A. Male Refrigerator Blindness is real
B. Geeks are not immune to this
C. Yes, this is sexist
John, I’m hungry - got anything to eat in your fridge?
I don't know - you want me to look?
Hey, can you look at this?
Look at what?
I had some lettuce in here, but I can’t find it now.
Did you eat it?
I don’t think so.
Maybe somebody else ate it?
Who would eat lettuce?
Lots of people eat lettuce.
You think they’d go for the chocolate milk first.
You have chocolate milk?
I think the lettuce has changed.
Yeah, it got smaller.
What do you mean?
It’s taking up less space now.
Yeah, come look.
OK, What do you have in here?
I have some corn.
Eww, this isn’t good anymore, bring me the trash.
What about these onions?
God! They’re dripping! Get the trash!
These apples are wrinkled; do you think they’re still good?
Those are NOT apples.
Yes, they are.
Never mind. Do you have any gloves?
I’m not touching this stuff.
That looks like a bag of hair.
It's a few roots, they just get scraped off, right?
Are you kidding?
Did you find the lettuce?
No, just this bag of…gross.
What – it shrunk, didn’t it?
No, it liquefied.
Didn’t I tell you it changed? Should we throw it out?
Well, you’re holding it.
Was this just a ploy to get me to clean your fridge?
I’ll be glad when we’re married.
I’ll bet you will.