.. and my microwave kicked my @ss. The other appliances were looking at me and they just knew- KNEW- that I was abused. The cabinet was looking at me with utter pity and the kitchen drawer was confused and scared. My loyal friend, toaster oven, was there for me in the end to help me pick up the pieces and console me. He keeps telling me that I should move on to another appliance, but I just can't stop coming back to microwave no matter how hard I try to stay away.
I just know I'll find myself coming back to microwave again and again when I want something quick to eat.
I'm so pathetic.
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