Not What I Expected.
I'm all moved into my academic year housing, which means that I'm finally reunited with a kitchen in which to create delicious treats and actual meals. Or so I thought. . . . I really wanted to make some scrambled eggs in a skillet today, because really, microwave eggs don't even compare when they're being eaten alone. Happy me turned on the stove, mixed up my eggs and milk, and waited for the pan to heat up. To my dismay, it never did. I checked to make sure the burner was on: it was. I tried turning it off and then on again, thinking maybe I had to push down on the dial more: nothing happened. I tried all the other burners, and they were ALL DEAD. The oven appears to work, but I don't have anything to make in the oven, since I haven't gone grocery shopping, nor do I have much of my kitchen cookware. I didn't think I would have to rely on the microwave for my meals once I got here, but boy was I wrong. I submitted a work request, so hopefully someone will come soon and fix this stupid stove so I can eat real food again, since that's been somewhat of a rarity since the dining halls closed on the 6th and I was living without a kitchen until now.
Come on stove, behave yourself and work like you're supposed to. You're really not giving off a good first impression with these shenanigans, now are you? I didn't think so. Please start working so I can make delicious things with you.
Come on stove, behave yourself and work like you're supposed to. You're really not giving off a good first impression with these shenanigans, now are you? I didn't think so. Please start working so I can make delicious things with you.