So I came home after a long day today. After eating nothing but finger food at a fundraiser tonight, I was hungry for a snack by about 10 p.m.
I walked into the kitchen… nothing in the fridge, no milk for cereal, nothing in the freezer, nothing good to munch on.
Not even a box of Junior Mints.
The only thing I could find was bag of popcorn that my mom had put in my Easter basket this year.
Now, I have a college degree and a pretty decent job. I don’t think it’s a stretch to say I’m relatively smart. And yet, apparently, I can’t microwave a bag of popcorn without burning it.
Seriously, this has to be the worst smell ever… it’s still lingering in the air after more than an hour.
I would try to figure out a way to get rid of the stench, but it’s late and I’m feeling lazy. I guess there’s a reason I don’t have any food in the apartment.
Recent Comments