For the Love of all That's Toasty
Today did not start off correctly, and has continued to go south. First, it was the toaster that turned against me. I am grateful that we have a toaster in the house. It made the trip from our apartment. It came to us from my sister, with the term "bagel smart" on the box. For these five years it has been a smart, trusted breakfast friend.
I think after five years, though, it is finally hungry after all of the work. Lately it has not been returning any of the bagels or waffles we toast, preferring instead to burn them in effigy. Whom do the bagels and waffles represent, we can only guess. Perhaps the move is some sort of broad political statement that we have yet to comprehend.
Whatever it is, we have to now closely watch the toaster and manually pop our items up to avoid their eventual incineration. This is a fun game, but I think my timer is a bit off too, as this morning I welcomed the day with a half carbonized bagel stone.
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I think after five years, though, it is finally hungry after all of the work. Lately it has not been returning any of the bagels or waffles we toast, preferring instead to burn them in effigy. Whom do the bagels and waffles represent, we can only guess. Perhaps the move is some sort of broad political statement that we have yet to comprehend.
Whatever it is, we have to now closely watch the toaster and manually pop our items up to avoid their eventual incineration. This is a fun game, but I think my timer is a bit off too, as this morning I welcomed the day with a half carbonized bagel stone.
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