So Friday night at about 8 pm I awoke from a nap to realize I needed to eat dinner before I head off to work at 10 pm. I started to look around at my options and realized I didn't have many, but I did have a frozen steak.
I was following all of the instructions my mother was texting me, but what I didn't realize was that the stove burner was turned up pretty high when I was cooking. I started to make my steak and it got very smoky and I continued to get more and more concerned that I was going to set the fire alarm in my apartment off. I burnt one side of the steak and decided to cut off that part and try again. I was hard core struggling, you could say. I don't know why I thought I would get away with making this steak and not setting off the alarm. Obviously, the fire alarm started to go off at around 9 pm. The thing with fire alarms on campus is that, if one alarm goes off in a room, the entire building needs to be evacuated. Even if there's not actually a fire. Then campus security has to come and look at the fire alarm for some reason. And then the fire chief and a fire truck have to come. Every time the fire alarm goes off. No matter what. So you can imagine how embarrassed I was of this entire situation! I'm standing outside while all of my peers look around wondering "Who did it this time?" and then they all find out. Everyone was really nice about it and forgave me, but I still felt bad. The highlight of the whole situation was when the firemen came out of my apartment and complimented my steak. At around 9:30pm I said to myself, "screw it" and I sat down at my kitchen table and ate my steak that ruined my night. Why am I telling you all of this? So you know, s**t happens. You've got to go with it. Yes, it was embarrassing, but it could have happened to anyone. Just make sure to watch what heat level your burners are at, please.
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AuthorSabrina DeVos, 22 Archives
August 2019
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