Folks, I'm sure you read this blog week after week and think to yourself, "wow, Mark is just the coolest, most with-it guys there is." And while you're correct, even a perfectly wound clock is wrong twice a day....wait, that's not how that goes....ok, maybe I'm wrong three times a day.
The first two errors, a.k.a. examples of the ongoing cloud of stupidity that hangs over my head at all times, took place last week. I was making dinner one night and cooked up some rice using my legendary recipe. First, I pour a cup into a bowl. Then, I pour a cup of water into the bowl. Then, I put the covered bowl into the microwave for five minutes to cook, and then leave it in there for five minutes longer to let the water entirely soak in. (Why the good people at Michelin haven't seen fit to award me at least one star is anyone's guess.) So for this latest meal, I prepared my usual routine, and after ten minutes I headed downstairs to the kitchen....only to discover that I had forgotten the water. So it was just a bowl of very hot, uncooked rice on my hands.
No matter, this was just ten wasted minutes of my life. The second error was a bit more bothersome.
It involved doing the laundry, and as per routine, I simply dumped my clothes into the washer and headed upstairs to wait out the wash cycle. (There isn't a Michelin Guide for laundering clothes, as far as I know, though I will modestly admit that my technique isn't anything special.) After an hour, I went downstairs to move my clothes into the dryer.....only to realize that my clothes were *already* in the dryer. Yes, that's right. I'd dumped a load of dirty clothes into the dryer, tossed in a batch of Tide powder, and then walked away like a dope.
On the bright side, at least it wasn't liquid detergent. That would've caused a much bigger problem than my actual, still-annoying problem, of having powder all over the place. Well, it was nothing a quick once-over with the vacuum cleaner couldn't fix, and the only lasting damage was to my pride.
And now you know the truth, folks. Your humble narrator isn't perfect. It must be a hard thing to realize after all these many years, but look on the bright side. At least you didn't spend ten minutes of your life vacuuming out a laundry dryer.
The first two errors, a.k.a. examples of the ongoing cloud of stupidity that hangs over my head at all times, took place last week. I was making dinner one night and cooked up some rice using my legendary recipe. First, I pour a cup into a bowl. Then, I pour a cup of water into the bowl. Then, I put the covered bowl into the microwave for five minutes to cook, and then leave it in there for five minutes longer to let the water entirely soak in. (Why the good people at Michelin haven't seen fit to award me at least one star is anyone's guess.) So for this latest meal, I prepared my usual routine, and after ten minutes I headed downstairs to the kitchen....only to discover that I had forgotten the water. So it was just a bowl of very hot, uncooked rice on my hands.
No matter, this was just ten wasted minutes of my life. The second error was a bit more bothersome.
It involved doing the laundry, and as per routine, I simply dumped my clothes into the washer and headed upstairs to wait out the wash cycle. (There isn't a Michelin Guide for laundering clothes, as far as I know, though I will modestly admit that my technique isn't anything special.) After an hour, I went downstairs to move my clothes into the dryer.....only to realize that my clothes were *already* in the dryer. Yes, that's right. I'd dumped a load of dirty clothes into the dryer, tossed in a batch of Tide powder, and then walked away like a dope.
On the bright side, at least it wasn't liquid detergent. That would've caused a much bigger problem than my actual, still-annoying problem, of having powder all over the place. Well, it was nothing a quick once-over with the vacuum cleaner couldn't fix, and the only lasting damage was to my pride.
And now you know the truth, folks. Your humble narrator isn't perfect. It must be a hard thing to realize after all these many years, but look on the bright side. At least you didn't spend ten minutes of your life vacuuming out a laundry dryer.
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