Sharing stinks.

Sometimes, Thelma can’t leave well enough alone.  She was cutting a cantaloupe into cubes & I politely asked for a few.  So, to be fair (grr), she gave me one & another to Nestle, who sniffed it & turned up her nose.  But did Thelma give that piece to me?  Oh nooo, she cut it into even smaller pieces & gave Nestle a 2nd chance at it—and then she decided she liked it!  So now she likes cantaloupe, which means I’ll have to share cantaloupe w/her for the rest of my life.  It’s just not right.