I came home yesterday to my bathroom completely torn apart, which was expected. They had to rip out the old tub, shower, sink and one wall. What was not expected was the use of my peanut butter. I found a jar of peanut butter on my counter open with what looked like finger imprints in it.
The logical conclusion is that someone was hungry and ate my peanut butter. I'm ruling out the cats since they have no fingers and do not like peanut butter. That leaves the contractors. I don't even know what to say because it's so weird. Who just uses someone else's peanut butter? I'm too much of a wuss to ask. I threw it out because I'm not eating finger tainted peanut butter.
Today I have put a bag of pistachios where the peanut butter was left yesterday. I'm conducting a nut experiment to see if they get eaten.