What Does Your Fridge Say About You?

What My Fridge Says About Me!

The Front:  Like I said, the outside of your fridge can tell just as much about you as the inside can.  If I had my choice, I would have a spotless stainless steel fridge with very little on it.  Unfortunately...I don't have a choice...so instead I have a cream colored fridge (which very well might have been white at one point in time) from the 1990's with an extremely loud motor which doesn't do much to cool my fridge as well as it should be.  It also has what looks to be residue from a sticker that was put on it circa 1991, so I had to come up with a way to cover up the bland grossness that is the exterior of my fridge. 

So what does the exterior of my fridge say about me?  It says that I clearly a person who has too much time on their hands considering that each picture is placed in a perfect order.  To be honest, I don't even like the idea of having all of those magnets on it, there is a bit too much chaos on there for me.  It also says that my family and friends are important to me.  

And now onto the more important part of the psychoanalysis, the INSIDE! Let's take a look at the door first.  The one thing that this screams out is this girls has A LOT of salad dressing!  Funny thing is, I don't even eat that much salad!  Then you see my old lady vitamin of the day box.  Wow this girl must be healthy...I haven't taken my vitamins in  three months!  My refrigerator door is a liar!   I mean really, what a mockery it is making of me...or am I making a mockery of it?

The Rest of the Fridge Reveals the Truth:  It looks stocked right?  I already told you though, my fridge is a dirty dirty liar!  It is had pants, they would be on fire!  The freezer says:  "You just cleaned me out!  Thanks now no one will know that 90 percent of the things you put in here you forget about and then can't even find later!"  The fridge part screams, "YOU CLEANED OUT THE FREEZER?!  WHAT THE FRIDGE?!  WHEN IS IT MY TURN?!"  In reality, my fridge just really isn't that big.  In a little smaller reality, but still truthful...I lose things in here too and then I wonder to myself why I have no room left.  For instance, what you can't see is that I have a bowl of aioli on the bottom shelf that I have forgotten about and it might very likely have gone bad by now.  You can't see that I have Blue Moon Beers that if I were a boy, or had a male figure in my apartment for more than 5 hours they would be gone.  How long have they been in there?  Um...a month?  I have WAY so much hummus, I should be able to speak Arabic by now.  There is a yogurt I forgot about behind the milk and the water...that was open...ew!  So what does my fridge say about me?  I forget about a lot of things, I might be a pack rat, and yet even though my fridge is full...I still can never find anything to eat.

Psychoanalysis:  Maybe I can't let go of things...Or MAYBE I NEED A NEW FRIDGE!!!!!  

Remember:  I want to see what your fridge says about you, email them over:  tresfetch@gmail.com