The Spoons

After a week without heating and the temperature outside and inside below zero, I decamped to a friend's house for 3 days.
Day 1.  I was up early so made myself a cup of tea.  There was a little dish to put used tea bags so I took a teaspoon out of the drawer and put the teabag in the dish with the spoon.  Friend enters kitchen.  Conversation as follows.
Friend: 'You have used the coffee spoon.'
Me: 'I took it out of the drawer.'
Friend: 'But it's  coffee spoon.'
Me: 'It's a teaspoon'
Confused, I changed the subject.
Day 2.  There was already a spoon in the dish.  Aha that must be the coffee spoon, so I took a clean one from the drawer.
Friend: 'You've used 2 spoons'.
Me: 'No, I took one from the drawer.'
Friend:  'How do I know which is today's spoon and which is yesterday's spoon?  And where is the coffee spoon.'
Nonplussed I stayed silent while he chuntered on for 5 minutes about spoons.
Day 3.  There was one spoon in the dish and one lying next to it.  Well I wasn't falling for that little trap.  I picked my tea bag out with my fingers.
Friend: 'You've used the coffee spoon again.'
I went to pack my bags.  It was time to leave.