My teenager thinks I am.
I woke up early with a scratchy throat and fancied something salty. Found them in the bottom of the freezer where they had been for a few weeks. Cooked the three that were left in the air fryer. Yum.
Teenager comes in my room (at 8am) and roundly tells me off. Apparently she had her eye on them - hadn't mentioned it to me though. I wouldn't have eaten them if she had.
This is going to be a long quarantine isn't it?