I wanted a baked potato. Checking the fridge I was relieved to discover that there was one still left over from last night's dinner. Throwing it into the microwave, I headed over to the silverware drawer to grab a knife and fork. My sister had just finished putting away the clean dishes and had planted herself against the very drawer I was aiming for. I told her to move: "Move." She stepped back just enough (aren't sisters great?) to let me slip a hand into the silverware to grab what I needed. However, to my utmost shock, the silverware was not in their little divided compartments as was the custom but rather in a COMPLETE AND TOTAL MESS! I was horrified! No longer could I reach into the drawer and pull out the utensil I needed! I turned on my sister, "What in the heck did you do??" Very calmly she replied that this haphazard way was better. It added an element of surprise. I was speechless. Never before had my sister done something this... this... INSANE! I simply stood there and stared at her in disbelief.
