Smash Monkey's microwave hi-jinx reminded me of this...
A few years back I upped and moved Dick Whittington style, with a holdall of possessions, except I was moving North and much farther away from London. I had managed to wangle kipping at an internet friend's house while I got myself sorted. Long story short I rent dodged for a month or two and then all the students were going home for Summer. They still had a month left on the tenancy but the bossiest of the girls told me I had to go "since they'd put their deposits down and they didn't want me to burn the house down or something and them lose their money". I was somewhat annoyed as I was 25 years old and had lived away from home for 7 years by this point. I hadn't managed to burn a house down yet I thought to myself.

Sneakily I borrowed the keys from the girl I'd initially been allowed to stay there with, made a copy at Timpsons and even helped them all pack up their cars to say thanks for letting me stay.

Then when night fell I let myself back into the house and carried on living there for a few weeks til my credit checks were done on my new digs!

On the last day I walked home via KFC, bought a Zinger Tower Meal and a Mini-Fillet. When I got in it was a little cold so I decided to heat it up. I put the entire brown bag in the microwave and hit start. A few seconds later I heard a fizzing sound and saw the edges of the bag glowing a phosphorous green colour.

I panicked and swung open the door, causing the oxygen to rush in and set the entire bag alight. I threw it into the sink and dowsed it with water. Crisis averted. I cleaned up a bit and sat down to a tasty dinner of soggy chicken in singed rolls.

Lesson learned.
( JebediahSpringfield, Fri 16 Jul 2010, 18:58, 2 replies)

sneaky buggers, those microwaves

( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 16 Jul 2010, 19:11, closed)

They should come with a warning.

( JebediahSpringfield, Fri 16 Jul 2010, 19:55, closed)