Joan: Buckle up, dear readers, because I am about to dive into the snack saga that has the Reddit community divided, confused, and downright hungry for a resolution. This story is as real as a bag of chips, and yes, it comes straight from the depths of Reddit itself. So grab your popcorn (if you still have any left) and let’s get into it!
The Backstory: Snacks, Glorious Snacks
Our heroine of the day, who we’ll call Sophie, grew up in a household where snacks were as rare as a unicorn in downtown Manhattan. Now an adult, Sophie indulges occasionally in the simple joys of a diet soda or a favored snack, savoring them over time rather than inhaling them in one go. Unlike her snack-munching monster of a husband.
Picture this: you meticulously plan your grocery haul, buying separate snacks for yourself and your hubby, even going the extra mile to ensure his snack stash is plentiful. Meals are planned, microwave meals are stocked, and life appears to be a well-organized fridge. But oh no, my friends, the mythical beast of the household emerges: The Snack Gobbler.
The Great Snack Heist
Apparently, Sophie’s husband has a voracious, insatiable appetite for everything that isn’t nailed down in their kitchen. Not a vegetable, not a meal from the fridge, not even a diet soda stand a chance. The man claims he doesn’t like soda—yet drinks all of hers because, wait for it—it’s there!
Now, imagine running a well-oiled household machine, where everything has its place and timing. Only to find out that your plans are thrown into snack chaos because your better half decided to binge on everything. And when you finally muster up the courage to say, “Hey honey, could you maybe leave me some snacks?” you’re the one branded selfish. The plot thickens when he accuses you of being like his dad (someone needs to unpack this baggage ASAP) and throws in a good old scream fest for measure. Maturity level: subterranean.
The Aftermath: A Marital Meltdown
So naturally, Sophie is left clutching the metaphorical remains of her sanity. She tries to talk, explain, reason—propose a sensibly civilized solution of simply buying two of everything (genius, right?). But her husband storms off, not unpacking and leaving everyone spiral into the inevitable Reddit question: AITA?
Now, dear readers, if you’ve ever had to hide your favorite morsel behind suspicious-looking bags of quinoa just to ensure you get one bite, you’ll understand Sophie’s pain. I’ve personally labeled my last cookie with threats of dire consequences.
The Court of Public Opinion
Redditors, bless their hearts, are a feisty bunch. While many firmly stood in Sophie’s corner, citing budget constraints, personal space bubbles, and general ‘common decency’ guidelines for cohabitation, a few brave souls dared to offer the most overused excuse: the man’s got an appetite.
Now, this appetite defense might pass if we were talking about starving cavemen who’d just hunted a woolly mammoth. But in today’s modern grocery world, this is just snack-gluttony masquerading as need.
Joan’s Verdict: NTA (Not the Asshole, Darling!)
To Sophie, my dear, you are absolutely NOT the asshole. Being considerate of each other’s needs is the first lesson of Marriage 101, and stuffing your face with someone else’s carefully-budgeted snacks without so much as a by-your-leave? Unacceptable. This isn’t the Wild West, and rationing the shared resources is essential for household harmony.
As for Mr. Snack Monster, a little advice: check your entitlement at the door and practice a touch of self-restraint. You might find it does wonders for your marriage and your waistline. Maybe a chore chart or a lockbox for the special snacks is in order?
Until next time, snack wisely, love hard, and always fight for your fair share of the goodies. Cheers!
Original story
So context. I grew up really poor.
I didn’t get to buy snacks for me, or drinks I like. So as an adult, I get things that I enjoy but I don’t run through it within a day.
Example, I drink like one diet soda a day. I buy plenty of groceries and separate snacks for my husband.
I’ll actually buy him more than I get myself. I’m not a snacker often.
I’ll get one or two things for me, and plenty for him. I’ll also get plenty of meals to make, and some easy quick pop in the microwave meals just in case I’m not home to cook dinner.
Everytime I buy something he’ll eat everything so fast. Like I’ll go to make dinner, it’ll be missing ingredients for said dinner.
His snacks will be gone, and he’ll start eating mine. He claims he doesn’t like soda, he then drinks all of mine because he said “it’s there.”
At first I really didn’t want to say anything about it. But it’s frustrating because I budget, I don’t plan to have all these extra expenses of having to refill the fridge after three days when it’s a week or more worth of groceries.
I finally say something in response to this, because he polished off a whole bag of my favorite snack and drank like 6 16 oz diet sodas in one sitting. He gets so tore up at me.
He tells me I’m selfish, he won’t touch my stuff ever again. Tells me I’m basically his dad and wouldn’t unpack that subject.
Tells me I act as if we can’t buy more. This fight literally turned into a huge ordeal in which I just tried to explain, I’d buy him his own of the same thing if he really likes those items.
He refused that option saying that he knows what I’m thinking even though I’m not saying it. When I asked to explain he ran off to our bedroom and went to bed.
I tried to talk to him, and tell him in no way was I being hostile which ended with him screaming and telling me to shut up. AITA for even saying anything about it?
Im really confused by this behavior