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I don't know why I am posting this it just felt like something interesting to talk about. I really don't participate in the forums like at all.

So coming to the title of this topic "That Last Slice of Pizza" I chose pizza because it was the first thing that came to mind. An odd thing that comes up in my household is leaving that little last bit of something for someone else to eat. It's a habit all of us in the house tend to have and it can lead to things getting spoiled before they are fully used.

This habit I remember learning when I was young because my older brother would get pissed off if I ate the last of something and then my mother would get on my case about it. I am a girl and I was taught to put men above myself since a young age, to not anger any man, to give them material things. I still get scolded at the age of 20 if I piss off my brother in some small thing, by making a harmless comment, or eating the last of something, even if I was the one to buy it, or doing something else like buying something for myself without consulting others about it.

So a question or two for you guys:

Is this a habit your family or household exhibits? Tell me about it if you like.

Any similar stories? Let me know I'd be interested in hearing them!

Yep, it was a habit in my household as a kid. My dad always got the last of food, and if I complained I'd get tutted or laughed at. It wasn't a great household and there were a lot of deeper problems that I'm happy to have left behind.

In any case, the habit has stuck and I tend to leave the last of things for my partner, which works out because they come home for lunch! All that training as a kid means I don't like leftovers much, even if I bought them.

It makes for kind of funny dates out, though! If we're sharing a dessert, we always try to leave the last bite for the other, so you wind up with this tiny millimetre-thick wedge of cake that almost becomes a competition to split!

Nope! I grew up where you basically fended for yourself. Even if your name was on something it was fair game after a day or two. I'm still like this but if someone's name is on it I'll leave it alone unless I'm told I can have it xD

So I grew up in a house with two older brothers who are pretty close in age, which I think shaped this rule (probably so my poor mom wouldn't go insane with endless "but his piece is bigger!!"s). If there's something of which there's only a bit, or something where it's a treat, I function under a rule of "I split, you choose".

That is, the person who serves the food up doesn't get to pick which plate they get. In truth it's actually kind of a clever rule! To this day I'm still pretty meticulous about portioning things out as evenly as humanly possible.

In my household- if you eat the last of something, ask others first if they want it, or at least let them know. If you live in a household you don't just share space, but everything else as well. It's just common sense to me, to care for others in your family and their needs, and hopefully receive the same respect in return. Gender doesn't matter to us, everyone should be treated equally... If I had a brother like yours I would have gone mad long ago @n@

I'll take my sister for another example. She temporarily live with us and aren't familiar with the family customs and unwritten rules. We normally don't have a lot of contact, as she's 10 years older than me... But either way- whoever wakes up first in the morning makes enough coffee for everyone, so it's already done when everyone want to eat breakfast (we don't often eat breakfast together because the three of us have different sleep patterns and work hours). This morning she took the last coffee she made (to clear things up: she drinks coffee like it's free frikkin' tap water, and I'm the one buying everything edible) right before my eyes as I was making my own breakfast.

I was fortunate that I was raised in a family that didn't have a weird gender hierarchy and didn't put much emotional value in food, except for the fact that it was necessary biological fuel. My parents were on pretty equal footing, and so were me and my brother (I'm older than him by almost 2 years, so we're pretty close in age).

The way food worked was: if you didn't eat everything on your plate, it got wrapped up and put in the fridge. Our leftovers were each on our own plates, so there was no confusion. If it hadn't been touched for a certain amount of time, you ask the person whose food it was, and if they didn't want it, it was up for grabs, or my mom would incorporate it in something else.

My brother was also a very picky eater and didn't like the same things I did, overall, so with pizza, we would order half-and-half on toppings, and there would never be confusion about who got the last slice.

Nothing like such in my house for what I remember
As long as all the food got eaten it was pretty good. We did occasionally have a bit of an order in which people took their food though, with kids being first, then mother, then father took his and the rest was all up for grabs for whom ever needed more
I didn't eat a lot as a whole, but as I grew older and realized that food was actually good, I tried to eat what was left if no-one else wanted it no matter if I was already full because I don't like wasting food
We aren't That rich either, so it was all 'I gotta do this so nothing is wasted, not a single penny'

But no gender things
Mother is the boss and my brother, being older and normal, got a handful more praises than me - but that's reasonable, since he actually functions and gets things done


And if someone at any point says that they are still hungry even after they've eaten, I start stressing out. It makes me worried
And because of my bro playing Sims, packing the house up and accidentally not leaving money for food and the family - named after our family - just going to the fridge with nothing there???? That STILL gives me an Enormous anxiety attack. I can never play Sims - not at least if it's serious - and it keeps traumatizing me to this day. It really messed up with my head.

That guy just took the last slice of pizza without offering it to anyone.

This guy offered before taking the last slice.

Be like this guy. Don't be like that guy