TNG s5e6 “The Game”
I frustrate my wife with this logic all the time.
I’m make a plate of nachos (I’m a pro at this point and plate it all with a bit of onion, three types of peppers, a bit of thick chili, jalapeno peppers and cheese … then layer it all … make a small layer, bake it, then make a second and sometimes third layer!) and serve it all with sour cream, salsa and guacamole.
She’ll eat hers like a rabid animal and by the end of it will be frustrated because she either has left over nachos with no dips or way too much dips left and no nachos. She gets frustrated and either wants to ask me for a nacho or two to finish her dips or just gives up and tells me to throw the rest away.
Meanwhile, I’ve perfectly portioned all my food so that my last bite is a single nacho loaded with the last bit of chili, salsa, sour cream and guacamole … sometimes I even factor in that she will have extra dips at the end and I’ll finish hers too.
No better feeling than that last nacho chip with everything on it and knowing you have a clean plate with nothing on it.
In the occasion I make some nachos I legit grab nachos one at a time and arrange them on the plate with adequate but not excessive overlap
That is called a NBLC, or No Bump Lane Change, and when you do one you are owed a high five by the passenger.
I almost always strategically plan my sandwich eating to make this outcome as likely as possible
physics dictates that the first 4 bites of a sandwich will push all the toppings at least 1 inch out the front. The temptation to then turn the sandwich around and bite that bit that is sticking out and work from that end will be irresistable. Therefore the last bite will only have mayonaise, mustard and vinegar.
When you dump the powder at the bottom of a bag of sour skittles into your mouth.
Ahhhh just let it happennnnn
When that last sip from a can is not lukewarm and mostly backwash.
