We had a common case. The comrade (a large set, a kilo under 120) put the pasta to cook, and went into the room for some business. After 10 minutes he goes out into the corridor to go to the kitchen, and there is already some type left to meet him with his pot chewing and cooked pasta. This guy noticed the comrade, immediately understood everything, apparently his ass felt whose pasta he took. And with the words, "What do you not watch for the pasta? They have already fought!” Comrade fell slightly into a stupor, which the perpetrator used, quickly departing.

Speaking that guy I never saw again.