I’m currently in the doghouse for saying this morning that I’d rearranged the contents of the freezer “so it’s not like fucking frozen chicken Jenga in there”.
I appreciate that my tone might have been a bit sharp, but in my defense I’d just had a bag of ice drop on my foot and the frozen peas spill onto the floor because the regularly shaped items (packaged chicken etc) were stacked on top of the irregularly shaped items (peas, butternut squash, emergency potato wedges) and COME ON!