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Complex Numbers #607493 added September 16, 2008 at 9:16pm
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Roughing It
At home, I have a knife.
My wife got it for me this year for my birthday, because I'd seen one like it at her aunt's house. It's folded Japanese steel, sharp as a Hattori Honsu blade and shinier than a brand-new cell phone.
I didn't bring it with me.
The only cutlery this house has are butterknives and a set of cheap-ass serrated knives. When it was my turn to make dinner, I had to chop an onion with a serrated blade! 
I won't even discuss the pitiful excuse for a corkscrew. If the owners of the beach house can't even stock the kitchen properly, what else did they leave out? Foundation pilings?
And the stove. ELECTRIC! The trendy no-burner range and an oven that's impossible to regulate properly. And the microwave's no better: it has fewer buttons than ours at home!
Don't get me wrong - I like being on vacation. But I didn't know I'd be roughing it! |
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