The Grown Son was insulted that I criticized the housekeeping standards of his truck.
He began a revenge campaign of Random Acts of Mild Aggravation.
He moved the cereal to a different pantry shelf.
He left several cabinet doors open.
He fiddled with the knobs on the dryer.
I laughed and laughed and laughed.
In college, we did the exact same thing to one of our roommates.
We didn’t take anything, and we didn’t break anything.
We simply “adjusted” everything in her room.
She wasn’t amused.
In fact, she was quite angry.
That roommate will be pleased to know that Karma has finally caught up with me.
She won’t be so pleased to know that I still think it’s funny.