Chip Nazi

While I was in the staff lounge today, I had a strange experience. I had already eaten my lunch and decided to have a few Doritos that were leftover from yesterday's potluck. I reached into the bag and SMACK! The M.S. science teacher slapped my hand. "What was that for?" I asked her. "Oh, I was just kidding," she said. Hmmm.... kidding...highly doubtful.

Did you slap my hand because:
A.) You think I need to lose weight and therefore didn't need a chip (because while that may be partially true, I think there are other people on staff-whom I love, by the way-that need to watch what they eat more than me)?
B.) You think I am a part of the staff wellness challenge (I'm not) and needed a gentle reminder to be aware of my junk food intake?
C.) You are trying to be a good friend?
D.) You are just a major huge beyotch who I don't like and who doesn't like me?

D....sounds about right. Thanks a lot. Now how about you worry about yourself from now on and leave me be. I'll eat a Dorito if I darn well feel like it!