When one lives in Switzerland, one needs to save money at every chance, as it is very expensive especially when on a student salary. I have taken some plastic spoons from the take away at work for my little room to make life a bit easier as people look at you funny when making coffee using a pen as a stirrer. A few nights ago, I used one of my trusty plastic spoons and the rest of the story between my supportive sister and I follows...
(Just to put things into perspective - the kettle is located in the bar which is in the lobby of the hostel and it always has about 4/5 males present. I was trying to be invisible as to avoid conversation so I could get back to my room).
I have since been given a kettle. I love my kettle.
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