". . .They should at least find you handy."

Yesterday I failed to pack a fork with Kent's lunch before he left for school. (He was nice and claimed "he" forgot. Thank you, Kent, but I was the one who packed the lunch so I'll take the blame.) ANYway! There he was at school during his lunch break with no utensil with which to eat his rice-and-beans ("rice-and-beans-beans-and-rice"). BUT . . . he had two pens in his pocket and, of course, alcohol prep wipes! SO. . . he disassembled the pens, wiped the barrels down with the alcohol preps, and VOILA! Chopsticks!