WTF?

In the four years I have been in college I have yet to play the starving student role. Until now. Which in a way is good, because I can now boast of undergoing a rite of passage.

Not being able to afford grocery shopping this week, I literally grab coins from my spare coin jar and head to a big, corporate fast food chain in order to score dinner from the dollar menu.

I head home to eat and THIS greets me:


WTF IS IT? Was it supposed to be a spoon? A spork? What happened to you, oh plastic utensil?? What went wrong on the converyor belt you were manufactured on?
Well, you came to a good home. Instead of being discarded you have found a permanent place with me, little freak plastic thing. You shall amuse me.