Daryl (last night as we arrive home and he opens the fridge for a glass of milk): Ugh, something in the fridge is going bad.
Me (in my head): What could be going bad in there? It's totally clean!

Me (this morning as I get out some milk for my cereal): Oh, Daryl! Nothing's going bad, that's my leftover hummus sandwich from yesterday!
Daryl: That's disgusting.

I was rather looking forward to enjoying it for lunch today...