Hahaha. This is quite a change in theme and tone. I like that.
Ice cube trays can be a source of conflict in not a few families. I remembered the sense of confort and relax when I bought a refrigerator that spit slim ice pieces on cue. I lost that refrigerator in my divorce and with it my peace of mind.
I, too, sing the hymn of the empty tray.

Unlike you guys in the States, we can't just go to a dime store and get a bag of ice. Besides, with the constant blackouts, chances are many of your friends can't save your butt with some spare ice.

I remember when I first moved in with my current wife (her mother's house), I noticed there were no ice cube trays in the fridge. I went to a chinese bazar and bought some four or six only to be told by my mother-in-law that they did have trays, she just put them away (in storage) because everybody always forgot to make ice cubes.
They had these plastic bottles they filled with water and then broke to pieces whever they needed ice.
I insisted on the ice cube trays; I'd make sure they'd remain fully operational :)

I can't afford to forget to make ice cubes. The trays would be slammed not on my keyboard or on the stove but on my head, and then i'd need some ice for the bump.