So my mom has been cooking since I woke up hours ago. However, nothing is ready to eat yet. Finally, I decided to microwave a hot pocket. Unfortunately, the usually satisfying food item seemed to have expired. Still, none of whatever my mom is cooking was ready. I resorted to the next path of least resistance: a bagel. I sliced the bagel and approached the toaster, only to find out that the motherfucking appliance wouldn’t cooperate with my bagel toasting efforts. I could sense an imminent tantrum courtesy of my hungry inner child. I asked my mom wtf. She said she had just washed the toaster and it was still wet, consequently, it wouldn’t toast right away. Finally, I just stood there holding the button down on the fucking appliance, thereby forcing it to toast my damn bagel. Now, I have a toasted, cream cheesed bagel in hand and I am as happy as can be. Tantrum averted.
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