Last night I woke up and thought our apartment was on fire. No worries, it was just my husband trying to warm up pop tarts in our evidentially buttered toaster.
A big thank you goes out to budding “cook” Scott Christopher Jones for not understanding what I meant when I said “don’t put your buttered toast in our toaster, it will ruin it.”
For those of you that may not know, you butter your toast once it leaves the toaster, not before.
Once again, roommates showing the capacity to totally disregard what I say and ruin more of my kitchen equipment/ utensils.
Just because you have an adult roommate that is older than you, does not in anyway mean they are smart or functional at that.