There’s a Tupperware monster living in my house. I haven’t seen it yet, but I know it’s there. He’s crafty and sneaky, always staying out of sight, and though he never leaves a trail, there’s evidence alright.
The other day my cabinet was organized and full, every plastic container stacked and piled, lids nestled safely away for easy reach. A container for any need. Then, I leave it alone (I can almost swear that I do) until the time comes that I need to store some leftover food. A container, yes! A Tupperware cap, no need for me to worry because, in my mind, I have a stack. A full cabinet with items all organized and clean. Then, I take a look and things are not at all as they should be.
The shelf is in disarray, the containers a mess. Where I thought there were many is, actually, a lot less. What happened to them and where did they go? I didn’t use any – at least, not that I know.
The Tupperware monster, right, that’s it! Must have come in and have us the slip. Monsters get quite hungry, you know, and for them the best food is ‘Tupperware to Go’.
So I buy another pack, and this time label it: Do Not Touch. Hopefully the monster can read, I gave him far warning so he better heed! I come back the next day and it’s still the same. Containers are missing, their tops too. Sigh in defeat and for storage make due.
There has to be something that can be done, because buying Tupperware all the time is just no fun.