Last night we had a little shin-dig at Casa de Mar. Hubs wanted his friends to come over and watch the race and get drunk hang out.
No biggie, I am always up for a good time.
My “issue” is that they NEVER offer to bring anything. Honestly, I never plan a meal around what others say they are going to bring because I am always worried someone won’t show up and we won’t have enough food. I just don’t get it. If they were single men (although the one who does always ask / offer is 19 or 20 and not married) I think I would be more understanding. Maybe. I would NEVER* think to show up anywhere empty handed.
Last night I was shocked that J&A showed up with two pies. (As a side note, who in the hell brings rhubarb pie with them? Besides my grandma?). Besides the two pies they brought their kids. Their kids who ate me out of house and home. They ate food out of the pantry that was not offered to them and I caught them on more than one digging through the fridge in the house. When I asked the oldest one what he was looking for his mom said “Oh he just does that”. WTF? At someone else’s house? Everyone knows all of the drinks at our house are in the garage fridge so its not like he was looking for a drink. I think he was just shopping.
E&T also came and brought their boys. And a friend along for each boy. (They are teenagers, its not like they can’t entertain themselves for one evening). Really not a big deal BUT they all ate like they haven’t eaten in years. They didn’t bring a thing. Not a chip, not a bun, not even a beer!
Whatever. After a few dozen banana daiquiris and I didn’t much care anymore.
Until they went home.
J&A packed up the pies that they had brought and took them home with them.
A short recap – I would NEVER show up empty handed NOR would I EVER think to take home what I had brought with me. I would simply move what was left over off of my container /plate and take that home with me yes, but never, ever, ever would think to take my left overs home.
I was dumbfounded. After they left I told Hubs what they did. He too, was surprised. Then he stumbledwalked around looking for the pies to make sure I wasn’t making stuff up. Iwas sure he was going to say something about how we never would have eaten the pies anyway, again Rhubarb?, but I think he finally realized how rude un proper it was.
Maybe its just me. Is it?
*There are few exceptions to this rule – visiting from out of town? You get a free pass in my book. Or in some cases a birthday party, although I would still ask if I could bring something.