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Now our first story comes from Throwaway Order 3. Am I the asshole for refusing to let my husband eat dinner with me and the kids?

This might sound silly, but my husband loves food. Not gaming, not YouTube, his weakness is food.

I don't hold this against him in any way, but he eats a lot.

He's fit and regularly attends the gym, and sometimes I find myself cooking bigger portions

of food because he had to attempt to eat from our daughter's plates, leaving them still hungry.

We always run out of snacks as well, so there are times when I have to cook twice a day.

Yesterday at 4pm, I was out with the girls to get new haircuts. I already

prepared dinner and left it in the fridge till we get back. I told my husband that I've put his

portion aside for when he got back from the gym so he could go ahead and eat if me and the girls

were going to be late. I called him at the salon and he said he got home and had his dinner and was off to do

some work in his office. At 8pm, me and the girls returned home and I quickly went to the kitchen to reheat dinner

because we were so hungry I opened the fridge and the food I prepared was gone. I asked him and he said

he felt hungry after eating early and ate our dinner. I was angry, kept thinking what we were going to eat. I kept

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