When Eggs and Bologna Turn

My ex showed up on my doorstep one day, after I’d kicked him out. He handed me a bag with a dozen eggs and a half-pound of bologna. Okay. I took it just to get him off my back. Imagine my surprise when I met a mutual friend the same day, and he said, “I saw Alex today, he was bragging that he’d stocked your fridge from top to bottom.”…