I once (3 years ago) worked on a family Christmas event where I hired the actors. Tonight, someone ran up to me and said “hey, it’s me jangle, the elf!” and I’m my heart/head I said “Patrick - you can use your human name”.
We used to have a normal amount of butter knives but recently there has been only one, and every day I think about where all the others may have gone and under what circumstances, and instead of just buying more I’ve accepted this single butter knife reality.