There are currently three plastic squeeze bottles and one glass jar of sweet pickle relish in our refrigerator.
Why?
Because B. made tuna salad for lunch and when he can't find the relish in the door of the refrigerator, he opens a new one. I saw him go out to the garage (where we store extra stuff on wire shelves) and should have guessed that he was going to open yet another container of relish.
It never occurs to him that just a couple days ago, he opened a brand new squeeze bottle of relish - and there is absolutely no way we went through an entire bottle in a few days.
He gets pissy that he can't see it in the door 'cuz there's so much stuff in the fridge....and I try my hardest to not say 'YES, BECAUSE YOU KEEP OPENING NEW CONTAINERS OF CONDIMENTS EVERY THREE DAYS AND WE DON'T WANT THEM TO GO TO WASTE'.
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