The T.V. Dinner Nazis

Ever looked at the cooking instructions on the back of a frozen meal? If you're a bachelor like me, you see them every day. However, I have a (frozen) bone to pick with these clowns. The directions seem innocuous enough:

Preheat oven to x degrees.
Cut slit in film to vent.
Cook for x amount of minutes.
Remove from oven and let stand for x minutes.
Remove film.

It's the last instruction that gets me:

Enjoy!

Listen, you goose stepping culinary Gestapo! I'll follow the other instructions, but whether or not I enjoy it is MY damned option, thank you!