No. 179: "Safety first! Then teamwork!"

This morning I was really excited because Jenny gave me this beautiful garden tomato and some yummy thin slice wheat bread. I was going to make a delicious summer favorite: toasted tomato/mayonnaise sandwich (the only time mayo is ever acceptable to my tastes). So I stick the toast in the oven and put it on the "toast to dark brown" setting and take my coffee to the table where I proceed to make my schedule of availability for Carma's next semester. About ten minutes later, I look up and realize that my kitchen (which is incredibly small) has filled up with smoking which is pouring from my toaster. Walking into the kitchen, I realize that the smoke is coming from the FIRE which has engulfed my little toast. Huge flames, people. Huge. So, reacting with a lot more calm than I thought myself capable, I unplug the toaster and proceed to dump two or three glasses of water onto the toast. The fire stops, and it's so hot that it dries up most of the water, so only a bit spilled out onto my freezer-- easily cleaned. I then proceeded to unplug my complete useless fire-detector which only started making piercing, annoying beeping sounds after I had already extinguished the fire and started to fan the smoke out.

So that was my morning's excitement. Going in to meet/debrief with Tracy at 1, and then no real plans to speak of. My summer starts today, which is nice. Two weeks of extreme chill before that thing which is Jr. Year.

Today's lesson: Keep an eye on your toaster ovens. Get a good fire alarm.

Cheers.
H.