Me: "Okay, so we'll need one pot and two forks when we go camping."
BF: "We'll need more than that!"
Me: "Actually, we don't even need two forks. Just the pot. We can make chopsticks."
BF: "Are you crazy? I'm packing all of this."

Then he puts six different metal pots, two cups, two bowls, sixteen pieces of silverware, and a sponge, in his pack.

And I made him carry it for the rest of the trip.

Fucking newbs. He's never been backpacking before and he won't listen to me... what do girls know about the outdoors, anyway?

Good thing I dumped his sorry ass.