Little snippets of childhood: cold spaghetti with my ruler.

[azurelunatic]

When Dad was feeling particularly oppressed and he'd forgotten to bring his fork, he'd eat his cold spaghetti with his ruler. Mama pointed out that lack of a fork did not preclude him going down to the damn microwave (this was the late '80s; there was one microwave in the 8-floor building) (only she didn't say "damn", but she sounded like it) and heating up the spaghetti. He insisted otherwise.

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He had to make sure it measured up?

[azurelunatic]

I think he was just inching his way through the workday...