Chopsticks Duet

About a month ago, I celebrated the lunar new year by having a dumpling party. Because I invited more people over than my apartment and accessories could afford, people drank wine out of solo cups and I had Jason bring over his stash of chopsticks.

Since then, I've tried very hard to return Jason's chopsticks, but it's been a very difficult process. For starters, I couldn't find them. I could only reasonably pick out 2 pairs that I thought were his. The rest were jumbled in the cutlery drawer. But he said he was missing more and hadn't brought any home that night (which was what I had suspected), so I checked the drawer again.

But Landlady Chang insisted all the chopsticks in the drawers were hers. (And then I picked out the ones that obviously weren't and she relented.) But I was in a pickle. Where were those darn chopsticks? I checked and checked and no avail.

Until this morning. When Landlady Chang noted that the drawer seemed unusually full of chopsticks. "But you said they were all yours." "Oh. Maybe we have the same ones." Nearing an answer, I checked with Jason to see how many he was missing. Only to find out he wasn't missing that many. Maybe only the 2 that I first spotted.

So one month later. I've identified 2 pairs of chopsticks and 2 crazies. Happy new year.