Honestly?

So once a year the scouts raise money for their campouts by selling a bunch of plate dinners around the ward.  Now these aren't just any plate dinnners, they're special.  They're polynesian plate dinners.  They have rice, really good noodle salad, tasty little shrimp things, and some sort of delicious cabbage/meat substance.  But the crowning glory of these dinners is the polynesian style chicken. This chicken outshines every other part of the meal with its burst of flavor.  Because of the natures of these dinners I have been looking forward to these since the biginning of summer and when it became time to send in your orders of how many dinners you wanted I asked my mom to buy me two so I could take one to work sometime for lunch or dinner.  Well just last Saturday our dinners came.  I got home from work and found them in the fridge.  I snatched one out and after heating it, began to eat.  Polynesian food is so filling!  After eating half I wrote my name on it and returned it to the fridge determined to save the rest of the savory chicken for another day.  Well I decided that today was that day.  With excitement I went to the fridge and pulled out my styrofoam container and opened it eagerly.  My chicken was gone... What? My chicken was gone!! The rice was there, the noodles were there, everything was there, except my chicken was gone!  I rushed downstairs to check the remaining two dinners in the fridge, one being my work lunch.  I opened one, no chicken.  I tore open the second, no chicken! Really? Honestly? Seriously? Who would do that? Go through three meals that aren't even there and eat out all of the chicken!  Well needless to say I am frustrated.