Doing My Duty

There have, for quite some time now, been two bottles of fine Paulaner Hefeweizen sitting on my shelf of the refrigerator in the kitchen.

I was irritated at first, because that's my half of the shelf and space is precious, but I let it slide because I figured they'd be gone within a couple days. It's been a good 2-3 weeks now and they haven't moved. About a week ago I began to play with the idea of going with the "finders, keepers" motto and just grabbing 'em.

Today I pulled one out to check the expiration date. The "best before" date on the bottle was July 1st, just over two weeks ago. At that point I'd had it. I can stand people taking up my shelf for a few days. I can stand people leaving stuff in the refrigerator until it grows legs and develops a minimally-functioning brain. But I will not stand idly by and watch German beer to go waste. That's where I draw the line. It's an atrocity, a crime against humanity, and I will not have it on my shelf. Naturally there was just one thing to do. And I would rise to the call of duty.

Man, this is a good Hefeweizen.