- Joined
- Sep 5, 2018
What this dumpster diving phase has taught me is that Chantal's extreme gluttony and laziness are matched by her greed. The moment she saw those Rolos in the dumpster and said that she wanted them, she would not be denied. No others would do. Not even identical ones from the store that are actually fit for human consumption.When she first saw Rolos and coffee in the dumpster, and behaved like “oh well, I can’t get it, it’s ok.” I knew that was a lie and it was going to eat at her.
I imagine that off-camera she begged Peetz to go back and get into that dumpster, whining the whole time she found something good. When he wouldn’t, her diseased little hamsters started creaking the wheel, trying to figure out how to get that $20.00 worth of free candy.
Not sure who this chick she called is, but I bet Chantel was crying on the phone, begging her to come out this one time, or making up lies about catching up or something. . And this poor kind soul agreed, but said no more dumpsters. So Chantel has to say its too cold now when we all know her layers of blubber keep her warm, and she’d spend all winter looking for cheap soap and candy if she had a partner to do the work.
I think if you read between the lines, you can see just how disordered Chantel is when it comes to food. She never stopped thinking about that candy and was actually agonizing over leaving it there. She won’t make friends to have friends, she doesn’t want people around except for Peetz because that relationship is entirely about food. (I take you shopping, you eat out with me). And somehow she scraped up this person she’s never mentioned and probably never sees, just to get some expired candy she couldn’t get out of her mind.
I don’t even think Amber is this obsessed with food. I don’t usually like comparisons, but as much as Amber loves her fast food chains and eats huge portions, I can’t picture her get so antsy over seeing food in a garbage can that she has to figure out a way, any way, to get it.
The funny thing is, Chantel could probably ask grams for $20.00 and buy the candy. Instead, she called an aquaintences, admitting her problem (even if she thinks she had a story) then spent gas money twice to go get that stuff. It was probably no cheaper to get it out of a dumpster.
Sorry, I go on...but this kind iof obsession shocks me.
Chantal truly has no impulse control and this was really the perfect example of it for the whole world to see. Forever a slave to her childish impulses.