So, fine. I'll come clean. The scandalous random fact you should know about me is I am extremely selfish when it comes to food. There. I said it. This manifests itself in two distinct ways (maybe more, but that same spoiled sport who wants me exposed only complains about these).
1) I don't scoop my ice cream, I plunder and pillage it. I follow the "chunk" trail... Collecting (quite skillfully, if I do say so myself) all of the yummy cookies, caramel ribbons, and chocolate chips for my own bowl. What remains for the rest of the family is basically a ransacked carton of vanilla ice cream.
2) I'll concede #1, but this one is unfair. I order what I want to eat at restaurants. What?! Sorry, but I have no issue with ordering the same dish everyone else has selected, because I have absolutely no intention of sharing. You order what you want to eat, and I'll do the same. I don't get the whole, "Oh, I was going to order the salmon, but since you are, I guess I'll go with the pork chops." Huh? You want salmon? Well, order it, because I'm not giving you any of mine. And don't panic, I have no interest in your pork chops. Is there really a problem here?
So there it is, folks. Hate me if you must, but now at least you have the truth...