In my own defense, I think that most people are open to having their opinion of someone's character changed on the basis of peace offerings, i.e., food.
Right now I live with four other people. Two of them are definitely okay, even to the point of being nice to talk to. One of them I'm sort of ambivalent toward. The fourth carries a distinct and definite aura of "crazy."
I have to be honest with you. I do not like this woman. She's bossy, a nag, passive aggressive, weirdly friendly sometimes and acts like you maybe kicked her dog at other times. All for no apparent reason.
I avoid her as much as possible to avoid getting drawn into her batshit insane world of drama. It's not a place I like to visit.
Last night, however... she made some chocolate cake.
It was sitting on the counter, beckoning to me like an illicit lover.
I resisted at first, not knowing whether or not the cake was up for grabs. By "resisted," I mean that I took a small piece that she'd never notice was gone. About a third of the cake was already missing, and although my roommate is quite capable of putting a large chocolate cake out along with a knife and a few plates, with no attendant note, in a clear invitation for all to help themselves and then getting upset when they do because they didn't ask, I was fairly sure that this was for all of us.
I don't even like chocolate cake. I'm not one of those girls who gets all nutso over chocolate things. I'm not too much of a fan, frankly. But... kids... this was really amazing chocolate cake.
Because I had not, in fact, asked if the cake was available yet, I refrained from going back for seconds. But it was a tough thing.
Later on, I heard that she had indeed made it for all of us.
So I just had another piece.
Maybe she's not too bad after all.
Post Script: Someone in the house is smoking pot right now, and it's pissing me off. It's 11:30 am; who needs to toke up at this hour? Of course, I also happen to be allergic to pot and in addition to getting sneezy and itchy, it tends to give me a headache which brings to mind someone driving a nail through my eye.
Time to lie down for awhile.