Memoir

Who would've thought you couldn't put metal, particularly foil, in a microwave? I missed that memo. I was starving so I needed a quick fix. I opened the refridgerator only to find such an inticing, delicious-looking piece of pizza, wrapped in foil, awaiting my stomach. So I plopped that piece of Heaven into the microwave and began the countdown till it was in my mouth. Only seconds later, a blue, fiery haze engulfed the inside of the microwave. Now the smart, intelligable thing to have done would to have been to stop the microwave and put out the fire. What do I do? I run. Fortunantly, my mom heard my piercing screams and came to the rescue. My slice of pizza was annihilated. The kitchen was filled with smoke, and the fire alarm was screeching. No more pizza. No more microwave. And I was STILL hungry.