Ok so, during breakfast, I was watching TV. I was having toast with Nutella. When I was watching TV, I was waving the spreading knife around because no one else was in the kitchen because my mom was in the dining room doing some work. When she came in, she told me "Why are you waving that knife? You could cut somebody." Then I said, "But I'm the only one here." Then she just walked away. In my head I'm like, "It's a ****ing spreading knife, not a machete."