Current Events > Some chucklefuck burned through my homebrew beers. Went from 10 beers to 4

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For fuck's sake, I'm so angry. The prick didn't ask, he didn't apologize - he just said "I was gonna buy you one of the cans to make another batch". Didn't even fucking bother asking for forgiveness. And hey, if I make another batch, he can just drink those too! Fucking asshole.

That was my first batch of beer, it was easy to make but I put a lot of passion and excitement into the process. I made it during a heatwave, so the brewing process lasted for like four days, which was the best case scenario as far as brewing time went - after that, I let the bottled batch sit for three weeks and a bit instead of the minimum requirement of two. I drank my first bottle on Australia Day, which was a full 31-day month after I had bought the brewing kit.

I got positive feedback from my friends - even the ones who aren't too hot on beer tried it, and they genuinely seemed to enjoy it. They didn't bullshit me for the sake of being polite, they're too blunt for that and even without necessarily feeling happy for me, they seemed to respond positively to the quality of the beer. I was proud of it - it tasted good, I had a blast making it (as some of you might have seen with my brewing update thread on CE) and I got positive feedback for it.

And some greedy asshole went and drank my hard work behind my back without asking me, expecting to buy me a new can of extract like that would smooth everything over. These weren't for sale - I wanted to share them with the people around me, I wanted to share them with family. Now I have significantly less beer to do that with.

Beer takes the better half of a month to brew from extract. Even if I was okay with getting a new can of extract, that shit is going to take me a fucking month to brew. I have to do the hard work to make up a new batch of beer, it doesn't matter if he covers the cost - that isn't a fair compromise. I would rather have the 6 beers he drank instead of having to work for the next month making another batch with his $20 funding and sincerest apologies.

Here's the thing. I could have sworn I had more than 10 bottles of beer left - I realised I had 11 or 12 out of my batch of 28, and I needed to slow down. Someone said I should share one with my pop, which was a good point, and I was gonna take a few up to have with my dad at my sister's wedding. I'm rounding down to 10 because four of the bottles were unaccounted for when I noticed the discrepancy - which would indicate that I had 8 left, even though I am fucking positive I had a double-digit amount of beers when I started saving them for later. Chances are this person potentially drank 8 of my beers behind my back, but I don't want to deal with the bullshit.

Just... fuck everything. I had a good January because I was making this beer, the process kept me alert and involved in something worth caring about during a period of time where I didn't have a whole lot going on. It was only beer made from extract, but I felt like I was creating something good, and I was worried that it might turn out bad and have been a wasted effort. The fact that it turned out good made me really happy, and being able to share it with people who also seemed to like it made it even better.

I had 2 more people I wanted to share this with - my dad, and my pop. I wanted a buffer of three beers for both of them, which left me with a few sundowners to enjoy the last of my first homebrew batch of beer and reflect on what I had accomplished. I can still share my beer with both of them, but it's down to the wire and I won't get a chance to enjoy my last brew by myself. I'm fucking livid.

This was my beer. It was my experience to share, and this greedy piece of shit took that from me. I want to give him shit for it, but then he'll just get drunk and threaten to hurt himself, so then it's my fault for making him feel that way. This fucking sucks. I hope he trips on a step and breaks his fucking nose on the concrete. Fuck him. Could have asked, and I would have let him have two of them - but he didn't ask and he took six. What a piece of shit.

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lol

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Well don't fuckin invite me over drinking if you don't want me drinkin

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I know how it feels to have a creation ruined with no consideration. Same thing happened to my infinity bottle last year.

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Can you bottle more? Special ones with laxatives or something and just hide your good stuff?

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Drink his beers.

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MabusIncarnate posted...

Well don't fuckin invite me over drinking if you don't want me drinkin

Well, maybe I shouldn't have! *spits in your general direction*

The23rdMagus posted...

I know how it feels to have a creation ruined with no consideration. Same thing happened to my infinity bottle last year.

Damn, what's the infinity bottle? That shit sounds nuts.

LordDemonWolf posted...

Can you bottle more? Special ones with laxatives or something and just hide your good stuff?

It's a good revenge fantasy, but I wouldn't ruin perfectly good beer like that. Also, it takes at least three weeks to get drinkable beer - like I said, I would rather have the six beers he stole than have to spend three weeks making a new batch of 28. It's inconvenient, and it ruins my plans to share it with people I actually care about.

Like, my sister's wedding is 6-8 days away. It's too late to start another batch.

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Non-American here, pop = grandpa?

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MrMallard posted...

Damn, what's the infinity bottle? That shit sounds nuts.

Less fancy than you'd think. Usually whiskey - taking "donations" from one's usual bottles to eventually make a house blend, so to speak, that reflects one's tastes. For a while when I was buying interesting (albeit economical) single malts, every dram I poured had an equal one to feed the infinity bottle. (Suffice to say with my Islay-dominant tastes, it was pretty damn smoky.)

After that debacle, new house rule: if it's on top of my bar, feel free to pour one. If it's inside the cabinet, ask me first. Not even I dip into the Jura 21 unless it's a really special occasion.

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Why are you talking like this is some stranger

obviously it had to be someone you invited into your house to drink

why are you letting a stranger drink 6 beers in your home without your knowledge?

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TheGoldenEel posted...

Why are you talking like this is some stranger

obviously it had to be someone you invited into your house to drink

why are you letting a stranger drink 6 beers in your home without your knowledge?

Literally victim blaming.

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Is it a roommate or something?

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I know that feeling.

I started homebrewing about 5 years ago and it wasn't until a few years into it that I made this absolutely badass batch of IPA that was my first huge beer brewing success. It wasn't an obnoxiously over-hopped American IPA that's just hops on dish water and instead more like a slightly over-hopped Scotch ale.

The maltiness was incredible - I'm seriously about to nut just thinking about it - but the hoppiness was subtle enough to balance it out yet pronounced enough stand out on its own without overpowering everything. It was honestly the most perfect beer I ever could've dreamed I'd brew. 9% ABV but not too boozy. Even before it conditioned, it tasted incredible.

I bottled 4.5 gallons and I had big plans for it. I wanted to age some as well as enter two bombers in a competition. I wanted to take some for a camping trip. I was going to give some to my friend as a wedding gift. I had it all bottled up and set aside. One night after about two months of conditioning, my brother had some friends over and they drank almost all of it. I only had two 12oz bottles and one bomber left.

Similarly, he offered to "replace it" and told me he would get me an amazon gift card and I could order stuff to make more batches. I did make it again but it wasn't the same, though I did make a phenomenal dubbel one time. I made lots of bomb ass ciders, too. Fucking hell I need to call my sponsor.

Oh yeah, good looking out on slowing down. Homebrewing is a lot of fun and I genuinely did enjoy the hobby aspect of it but it really elevated my alcohol use disorder by a few magnitudes.

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DarkChozoGhost posted...

Is it a roommate or something?

Yeah.

Pseudomenon posted...

I know that feeling.

I started homebrewing about 5 years ago and it wasn't until a few years into it that I made this absolutely badass batch of IPA that was my first huge beer brewing success. It wasn't an obnoxiously over-hopped American IPA that's just hops on dish water and instead more like a slightly over-hopped Scotch ale.

The maltiness was incredible - I'm seriously about to nut just thinking about it - but the hoppiness was subtle enough to balance it out yet pronounced enough stand out on its own without overpowering everything. It was honestly the most perfect beer I ever could've dreamed I'd brew. 9% ABV but not too boozy. Even before it conditioned, it tasted incredible.

I bottled 4.5 gallons and I had big plans for it. I wanted to age some as well as enter two bombers in a competition. I wanted to take some for a camping trip. I was going to give some to my friend as a wedding gift. I had it all bottled up and set aside. One night after about two months of conditioning, my brother had some friends over and they drank almost all of it. I only had two 12oz bottles and one bomber left.

Similarly, he offered to "replace it" and told me he would get me an amazon gift card and I could order stuff to make more batches. I did make it again but it wasn't the same, though I did make a phenomenal dubbel one time. I made lots of bomb ass ciders, too. Fucking hell I need to call my sponsor.

Oh yeah, good looking out on slowing down. Homebrewing is a lot of fun and I genuinely did enjoy the hobby aspect of it but it really elevated my alcohol use disorder by a few magnitudes.

Bro, that is much more devastating than what happened to me. Holy fuck, I would have flipped my shit if it was that good - that sounds like a good beer. Seriously, why don't people just ask? Christ.

I'm looking through different spiced rums now. I remembered an excellent drop of cheap rum from years ago, Buckeye Golden Spiced Rum, but it looks like the company discontinued it. It was their best rum, and they kept the swill and discontinued the good one. Disappointing.

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MrMallard posted...

I'm looking through different spiced rums now. I remembered an excellent drop of cheap rum from years ago, Buckeye Golden Spiced Rum, but it looks like the company discontinued it. It was their best rum, and they kept the swill and discontinued the good one. Disappointing.

Look into Foursquare. They haven't made a rum I didn't like, and I'm difficult to please when it comes to rum.

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I went through something like this recently, for fuck's sake, I'm so angry. The prick didn't ask, he didn't apologize - he just said "I was gonna buy you one of the cans to make another batch". Didn't even fucking bother asking for forgiveness. And hey, if I make another batch, he can just drink those too! Fucking asshole.

That was my first batch of beer, it was easy to make but I put a lot of passion and excitement into the process. I made it during a heatwave, so the brewing process lasted for like four days, which was the best case scenario as far as brewing time went - after that, I let the bottled batch sit for three weeks and a bit instead of the minimum requirement of two. I drank my first bottle on Australia Day, which was a full 31-day month after I had bought the brewing kit.

I got positive feedback from my friends - even the ones who aren't too hot on beer tried it, and they genuinely seemed to enjoy it. They didn't bullshit me for the sake of being polite, they're too blunt for that and even without necessarily feeling happy for me, they seemed to respond positively to the quality of the beer. I was proud of it - it tasted good, I had a blast making it (as some of you might have seen with my brewing update thread on CE) and I got positive feedback for it.

And some greedy asshole went and drank my hard work behind my back without asking me, expecting to buy me a new can of extract like that would smooth everything over. These weren't for sale - I wanted to share them with the people around me, I wanted to share them with family. Now I have significantly less beer to do that with.

Beer takes the better half of a month to brew from extract. Even if I was okay with getting a new can of extract, that shit is going to take me a fucking month to brew. I have to do the hard work to make up a new batch of beer, it doesn't matter if he covers the cost - that isn't a fair compromise. I would rather have the 6 beers he drank instead of having to work for the next month making another batch with his $20 funding and sincerest apologies.

Here's the thing. I could have sworn I had more than 10 bottles of beer left - I realised I had 11 or 12 out of my batch of 28, and I needed to slow down. Someone said I should share one with my pop, which was a good point, and I was gonna take a few up to have with my dad at my sister's wedding. I'm rounding down to 10 because four of the bottles were unaccounted for when I noticed the discrepancy - which would indicate that I had 8 left, even though I am fucking positive I had a double-digit amount of beers when I started saving them for later. Chances are this person potentially drank 8 of my beers behind my back, but I don't want to deal with the bullshit.

Just... fuck everything. I had a good January because I was making this beer, the process kept me alert and involved in something worth caring about during a period of time where I didn't have a whole lot going on. It was only beer made from extract, but I felt like I was creating something good, and I was worried that it might turn out bad and have been a wasted effort. The fact that it turned out good made me really happy, and being able to share it with people who also seemed to like it made it even better.

I had 2 more people I wanted to share this with - my dad, and my pop. I wanted a buffer of three beers for both of them, which left me with a few sundowners to enjoy the last of my first homebrew batch of beer and reflect on what I had accomplished. I can still share my beer with both of them, but it's down to the wire and I won't get a chance to enjoy my last brew by myself. I'm fucking livid.

This was my beer. It was my experience to share, and this greedy piece of shit took that from me. I want to give him shit for it, but then he'll just get drunk and threaten to hurt himself, so then it's my fault for making him feel that way. This fucking sucks. I hope he trips on a step and breaks his fucking nose on the concrete. Fuck him. Could have asked, and I would have let him have two of them - but he didn't ask and he took six. What a piece of shit.

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I've been there and can say from experience he's poopy

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MrMallard posted...

Bro, that is much more devastating than what happened to me. Holy fuck, I would have flipped my shit if it was that good - that sounds like a good beer. Seriously, why don't people just ask? Christ.

It was really special. It was like 7 months of fermenting and conditioning, lots of anticipation for it. I actually bought proper equipment for that one and moved it to a secondary so it would clear more. I did everything as meticulously as I could, which is a big deal because I never do anything right and half ass everything.

I had a few beers from real breweries that were kind of like it but nothing was ever quite like my babby u_u

And yeah, I would've gladly given them a few bottles. There was a fucking shit ton of it. One thing that I don't let myself think about too much is that I know there were some that didn't get finished and were likely tossed out because some of the people there weren't big beer drinkers. I also know my bro himself likely drank a lot of them because he's a legit alcoholic who can drink insane amounts, and I didn't want to fight over alcohol since he pays half the bills.

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Dang that sucks, best you can do is make an even better batch and cut him off. I'd probably just bottle some shitty PBR/buds/whatever and pretend that's your own, put it in a place where he'll drink it and hide the others in a different location. Then let him drink up the garbage.

With people as inconsiderate like that you'll never win. This is the solution to go for. Some people just get off on drinking other people's hard work and knowing they got to it.
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Something similar happened between two of my friends only the dude who took it got body slammed and they stopped being roommates after that. I don't really blame him either. People like that are why I'm so picky about roommates

Fuck him, tbh
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St0rmFury posted...

Non-American here, pop = grandpa?

Usually pop = 'father' but some people do have special names within their family.


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Fill some bottles with piss.

You already have the bottles and the bottle caps. Add dyes so you can set out chilled bottles of red piss for Valentine's Day, green piss for St. Patrick's Day, etc.

Be a sport and offer to open the bottles for him.

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St0rmFury posted...

Non-American here, pop = grandpa?

Yup, I call my grandparents "nan and pop"

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Also TC



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Irony posted...

Also TC

I hate myself, but not that much :P

this is a really good meme, lmao

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He owes you more than he gave for all your time and whatnot. Dont let it slide.

brestugo posted...

Fill some bottles with piss.

You already have the bottles and the bottle caps. Add dyes so you can set out chilled bottles of red piss for Valentine's Day, green piss for St. Patrick's Day, etc.

Be a sport and offer to open the bottles for him.

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I wrote a note and put it in the bottom of the box I keep my bottles in. If he wants another beer, he's gonna get a note that says "fuck off [ToS]! No beer for you!"

The ToS word starts with C.

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Ruthless. A snarky note?

Hopefully he isnt traumatized for life.

Id laugh my ass off if he drank em all anyway.

Keith_Valentine posted...

Ruthless. A snarky note?

Hopefully he isnt traumatized for life.

Id laugh my ass off if he drank em all anyway.

I hid the 4 remaining bottles elsewhere. If he wants to drink the rest of my brew, he'll have to find it.

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