Something humorous (at least to my wife):
I wanted to put pepper on a bowl of soup I heated. The peppermill was empty, so I asked for more peppercorns.
She handed me this industrial size bottle of peppercorns. Opening this, I could not figure out how to put the peppercorns in the peppermill except one-at-a-time.
She suggested a funnel … duh.
I get out a funnel, and all the peppercorns clogged the narrow end. I turned over the funnel to fill it that way, and they spilled all over the counter to her peals of laughter.
Undeterred, I picked them up one-at-a-time and put them in (the way I wanted to do it in the first place).