Confession time, guys.
You should know: I am never going to give you back your Tupperware.

Tupperware is harder to draw than cars. Apparently I think it looks like a tissue box. It’s Tupperware, people.
It’s not that I want it. Left to my own devices, I don’t even USE Tupperware.*
*Ziploc bags and glass dishes 4 life, yo.
But I am never, ever going to give it back to you.

I’m just being honest here, people. Because I care. And because you all seem to care a LOT about Tupperware.
I am going to forget it in my sink.

I have places to be because I am busy and important, but mostly because I forget to do dishes a lot.
I am going to forget it on my counter.
I am going to forget it in my car.
It will clutter my life throughout my slow-motion, forgetful quest to return it to you.
So instead, I am just going to tell you now: If you give me Tupperware**, I am never going to give it back.
**Gladware, Ruppermaid, Ziploc Boxes…I’m not brand biased.
I am going to wash it out.
And use it to build a plastic fortress. For protection. In case of zombies. Or rebellious leftovers. Lots of things are thwarted by fortresses, guys.
So you have been warned.
Does anyone return Tupperware?
Apparently it’s a “YOU MUST DO THIS” thing, especially for people over 32 or so. Tupperware is precious to other generations. It’s guarded like oil, and then shared with the undeserving (me).
I finally got it all out of my house and back to its original owners….and then someone gave me more treats. It’s a neverending cycle. Except now it’s a fort in progress.
I have to laugh because in one corner on my kitchen counter is a pile of containers from people sending me home with stuff. I keep telling myself to remember them back to their owners, but…
Now and then I dust them.
I hope you dust them with a look of nostalgia and wistfulness.
I’m going to start shuffling owners soon, and give people back surprise tupperware.
(laughing!)
Ziploc Boxes would be cool if they actually ziploc-ed!
…That would be SO AWESOME.
I’d buy a million and never give anyone leftovers in them.
the important thing is…you can draw bubbles…
and also fortresses!
drawing fortresses is an important life skill!
I may have missed the point of this blog and focused on the wrong things…tupperware actually breeds in cars mind you so beware of that!
I think you EXACTLY got the point of this blog, and that makes me happy 🙂
This makes me happy too 😀
That is pretty much what the passenger seat in my car looks like at the moment. My poor roommate must be wondering what happened to all of our tupperware….. oops
I’m honestly starting to think that Tupperware breeds when unwatched, and is on a mission to conquer our vehicles.
Mission: Accomplished. In my case, anyway.
Oh. By the way, don’t feed Tupperware after midnight. Horrible things will happen.
Ahhahahaha! I am the same way! It’s horrible. I think I am a tupperwear hoarder. I accumulate so many of those that my hubby does mini interventions from time to time simply because there is no space left in the drawer (yes, we have a separate drawer for tupperwears) ahahah! And then we ‘ship’ them back to our parents. No, not because I care to return, but to have more leftovers!!!!! MWAHAHAHA! 😀 Gosh, I’m selfish! ❤ xoxo
I simply love this!! I have taken to labeling my Tupperware and putting due dates like library books, all to no avail. Do you (or anyone commenting here) have a clear blue oblong with attached lid bearing my initials?? The attached lid models were my prized possessions. I wanted to kiss whoever invented that! Here I kept investing in racks and devices to keep the lids sorted and mated with the bottoms. Turns out, someone just needed to install hinges! Again, adored this post! And your drawings are whimsical wit!!
Stephanie
I live in a world of Tupperware lids. Not the actual Tupperware and other brand plastic storage ware, mind you. No, no. That would be too normal. I lose (or destroy) those regularly. And then I am left with several drawers worth of lids. Just lids. It’s a Tupperware graveyard in my kitchen.