I was putting some stuff away today in the mid century dresser we keep in our entry for storage. I opened the bottom drawer and was greeted with the strangest thing I've ever seen.
It was a pineapple, sitting there, rotting, covered in fruit flies. A pineapple. In a drawer. Of a dresser. In the entryway.
I said a few expletives as I grabbed a towel and quickly took it to the outside trash. I asked my fiance why on earth there was a pineapple in the drawer, he didn't know. He didn't remember putting it there but agreed that it was probably his doing. He then looked at me and said, "But it's kind of funny... right?"
It became funny when I got to watch him swat at fruit flies for the next hour.
Men.