Summary: New apartment. First use of stove in this apartment. First use of any stove in months.
Conversation I just had with my stove:
Me: You’re making weird noises, what does that mean? Are you on? I guess so, the big coil at the bottom is all red.
Me: Ok, it looks like you’re heating up my pizza. How the fuck do I use this timer? Forget it, I’ll just use my phone.
Me: Oh god, are you going to blow up? Why would you beep? Did I set a timer by accident or something? Why is the coil getting dimmer?
Me: Oh. I’m a tard. You’re pre-heated. To the temperature I set you to. That’s what the beep was for. Now I’m supposed to start cooking my food.
Me: I am not good at this game.
I think the stove may have rolled its eyes at me. I don’t really blame it.
Blog-related note: Restaurant reviews to re-commence soon; I haven’t gone entirely insane (yet).