So we were a ways through the store, and me and Darrel stopped to admire some spatulas. They were $3.50 Canadian, and pretty good quality to boot. This is where I said that if I didn't find anything else to buy, I'd get a spatula. So I ended up buying the spatula, and everyone agreed it was an awesome spatula, and all was cool.

So then we went to MEC (Mountain Equipment Co-op). It was cool. That's where I bought a little carabineer, just because it was cool and I'm cheap. After putting it on my belt loop, I thought, hey, wouldn't it be cool if I hung the spatula off that? So everybody got a big kick out of that, and much entertainment was provided.

Then, throughout the rest of the trip, random people would come up to me and say, "Hey, you know you've got a spatula hanging from your shorts, don't you?" One person was dumb enough to call it a ladle. The idea of me being unaware of a large awkward kitchen utensil was highly comical, and brought much amusement to me and my friends.

So then when I got home, I was talking to my friend Trevor on the phone (he lives in Florida), and we got onto the subject of my spatula.
"So there were people coming up to me and asking me if I knew it was there, it was awesome."
"Ha, that's great man. I mean, how on earth would a spatula get on your pants without you knowing about it?"
"I know. Its like, 'Oh my goodness! Are you serious? Wow, you're right. Thanks man, that would been awkward. Walking around with a spatula.' or 'Holy crap, those darned spatulas keep grabbing onto my pants and hanging there. Thanks for pointing that out. I dunno what I'm gonna do about them'. it's so dumb"
"That's funny. You need some sort of spatula repellent or something. Oh there you go, we can invent 'spatul-off'.

And so we went on fabricating commercials and advertisements for our newest imaginary product (we also sell PB&J ice cream, and proof-wrap). Once again, proving that spatulas are a source of endless entertainment.