Oh God, the truth in this hurts.
Oh God, the truth in this hurts.
Depends on how shitty of a microwave it is. If it’s a cheap low power microwave it might not even start popping till 3+ minutes.
Bottom line, whatever you’re microwaving just stick around and pay attention. I was working at a school and overheard students talk about how much better warm chocolate chip cookies are, and one girl said she always warms them in the microwave if they’re room temp. One of her classmates was intrigued and said he’d give it a try. At some point in the evening he threw a few dry ass Chips Ahoy in the microwave and set it for 5 minutes.
The smell of burnt cookies is almost as bad as burnt popcorn. At least there wasn’t a fire.
Hell I’m generally fine with eye contact, but if I actually want to pause to put thought into an answer, I will absolutely look away so I can get in my head and think!
I vote for him to stay in his own unmaintained home rather than making the other residents deal with him.
Growing up in the 80’s there were many Sunday afternoons that some form of rodeo was on. From what I remember they made it a timed event where the cowboy on horseback would run up next to the steer, then slide off the horse onto the steers neck, grabbing the horns and twisting to flip it to the ground. The timer stopped them the steers hip met the ground.
As a kid I thought “ok, so I guess that’s a thing.” As an adult I think about what it’s got to be like to be startled and try to run away, only for a shitty chiropractor to throw me to the ground, then celebrate.
The dark side of massage therapy? People like to joke about “happy endings” at questionable spas, but chances are the “employees” are victims of human trafficking.
As a hospice worker, I’d have to say the number of family members that withhold comfort medications from patients. We have steps in place for households with substance abuse concerns, so this isn’t an issue of someone taking their meds. This is people accusing us of trying to knock out the patient or outright kill them when we recommend pain or anxiety meds. No, we’re not recommending morphine so we can make our job easier, we’re recommending it because the patient is writhing in pain, has difficulty breathing, and screams out when you touch them. I sometimes wonder if the patient was abusive to the person caring for them earlier in life, and this is how they’re getting back at them.
It’s not supposed to be dark yellow, so I’m guessing better hydrated.
I swear to God he’s the first person that came to mind, and here it’s currently the first post - thank you for reminding me that he’s still alive!
I batch cook steel cut oats in a rice cooker every weekend, 50/50 water/milk. The kids previously rejected instant rolled oats, but actually like steel cut!