My entitled roommates decide to throw out all of my food after I refused to cook dinner for them.

So I decided to get some revenge by delivering karma to them in a way that I don't think they ever expected. Here's what happened. So it seems to me at least that I've dealt with a lot of terrible people in my life, and I suppose I'm just kind of a magnet for it. From my terrible mother to my terrible ex-wife and mother-in-law, to bad co-workers that

gave out my phone number to my mother, and lastly, some bad roommates from my college days. But beyond all

that, I haven't really dealt with anyone else of note. I've got good friends, a good job, and I'm

physically active. But there were times where I was drawing in terrible people. So, back in college,

I had to deal with three bad roommate guys for six people. So back in college, I had to deal with three

bad roommate guys for six months. It was community college, so there was no dorm or anything like that.

It was just a rundown apartment that looked right out of the 80s. I was balancing school and

part-time work, so I didn't have a lot of money. The funny thing is, I was literally the only one

there who knew anything about cooking, much less even did the dishes.

I wasn't one of those hardcore couponers, and there was really only two good stores in walking or biking distance.

One was a typical supermarket, and the other a small discount food store.

And that's where I went the most, while also not being a stranger to the local thrift store.

My roommates mostly ate junk food,

or whatever else they could grab that was already made. So for obvious reasons, I couldn't keep

leftovers. We also had fights about them not doing their share of cleaning, but that was resolved

later as well. Two of these guys said that they were friends before college, and the third roommate

fit right in with them for a while. The drama over the food first started when I made myself an egg sandwich for breakfast. Two eggs over easy or medium, with your choice of cheese, bread, and mayo. It's actually pretty good, and it's a solid breakfast. One of my roommates saw me eating it and asked for one too. Now, I apologetically said no, because I was on a tight food budget, and the frying pan was already in the sink. And when I said this, he just rolled his eyes at me and groaned out loud. I told him they were easy to make them himself if he bought the ingredients. But he just balked at the notion. Another day, I made mashed soft boiled eggs for breakfast, and that attracted more attention. Its eggs boiled just enough to where

the whites are cooked, but the yolk is still liquid. You then peel the shell off and mash the eggs in a

bowl with a fork. It can be easy to mess up, and I only really succeeded half the time. But it's

great with just basic seasoning and sometimes hot sauce. I haven't made it in a while, but I like to

eat it on toast and sometimes over rice. I also made egg salad from time to time. Eggs were cheap and basically a dollar a carton at the discount store, and I'm also not a big fan of cereal, as I had to eat it a lot growing up, and I prefer a warm breakfast without a lot of sugar. No matter how much I told my roommates they could cook their own food if they let me show them how.

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