Mangled Can |
And then I realized it might be time for a new can opener...
While organizing the recyclables or some similar activity, I came across a severely mangled can. After a bit of incredulous inspection, I came to speculate that our sitter on the recent occasion of an evening dinner out for my wife's thirtieth birthday had either had difficulty finding the appropriate utensil to open a can to make a meal, or was completely inept at doing so.Not too long after, I received a text message from my wife while at work with the request to get a new can opener. So--I guess I'll give the sitter a break and come to the conclusion that we no longer had an acceptable can opener in our summer cottage, or our previously used wall opener had maxed out the frustration level (it's oddly located in the kitchen doorway).