One afternoon, I was hungry for lunch. I went to the kitchen to make a sandwich. I took out bread, mayo and some lunch meat. Mother used to buy the packets with the thin meat that cost $.50 at the time. I had just put mayo on the bread and 1 thin piece of lunch meat when my mother walked into the kitchen.
"What are you doing?"
"Making a sandwich."
"Why?"
"Because I am hungry"
"Did you get permission?" (knowing she was the only adult home)
"No."
With that she told me to put away the lunch meat and that since I did not ask permission, I did not get any. I was upset and angry. So I defiantly put my pieces of bread together with the 1 wafer thin see-through piece of meat and declared it was the best sandwich I had ever eaten. That upset my mother even further.
I don't remember my punishment, but I am sure there was one. Either bed without dinner or locked up in my room, again.