My kids have had this monkey spoon since they were babies, and for some reason, they still like to use it. It's this itty bitty thing with a brown plastic monkey on the handle. Well, today it met its demise.
There was a pile of dirty dishes in my sink this afternoon. (Imagine that!) I cleared those out of there and loaded the dishwasher. Then I ran the garbage disposal to get rid of the remaining crud that was in the sink. Let me tell you, the noise when I turned it on was something horrendous. What the heck? I thought.
I quickly turned that thing off and waited for the the little cutter things to stop spinning. Then I carefully reached down to see what could possibly be stuck in there. That's when I pulled out a little monkey. Let's just say, it wasn't looking too good. The spoon part was missing, so I knew there were pieces and parts still left in the disposal.
To make a long story short, it took me about twenty minutes to clear that thing out. I tried the garbage disposal when I was done. It sounded better, but not perfect. I'm still not sure if my garbage disposal died after trying to eat that monkey spoon.
Later I told my son about the spoon.
"Awww," he said. "That was my favorite spoon."
Yeah. And that was my favorite garbage disposal.