I ask because I was looking for the tartar sauce the other night and I found a small half-empty carton of milk dated February 17.
I looked at it for a few seconds, with the following train of thought: “Wow, I wonder how gross this is. Probably pretty nasty. Maybe I should sniff it. What, are you stupid? Don’t sniff it. Just throw it away. But I wonder how bad it could be. Curious, curious, curious… just say no. Toss it. Oh, wait, it’s trash night and the can outside isn’t by the house, it’s down at the street. It’s kinda late, don’t really want to go down there in my pajamas right now. I’ll take care of this tomorrow after the can comes back up to the house. So back into the cooler with you, nasty old milk, until the morrow.” And back on the shelf it went.
Of course, being the absent-minded guy I am, I forgot about it until something in the fridge here at work reminded me of it about an hour ago. So it’s still there. —making mental note—
Anybody else have any “science projects” hiding behind that big container of orange juice or between the mustard and the block of cheddar?