Living Poor

You know you are living poor when you only have 3 forks, 3 spoons, and no butter knives. If I ever get a plastic knife from a fast food restaurant, I save it and use it until it breaks or wears down. Well, I finally went to Ikea to get a butter knife. Guess what? They don't sell them by themselves. You have to buy a pack of 10. Well, I don't even have 1, and now they think I'll need 10?! WTF. So I didn't buy them. My parents said they are gonna send me one of their butter knives. It was embarrassing to ask. But now I won't have to spread hummus or butter on my toast with the back of a spoon! Hurray!