Alright, last night I was frying hamburgers-diet be damned. Anyway everything was going along swimmingly, my babies were a nice shade of brown/grey and I was saliavating like a dog with rabies.
In any event, while I was cooking I decided to go downstairs for a bit, so I put the glass cover (that came with the pan) overtop of the burgers.
I was downstairs for no more than 5 minutes.
When I came back up I took off the now much warmer glass lid and placed it into the sink. I noticed that my burgers had reached a “mature” and reading to eat age, so I thought to myself, “Self, I think I’ll wash this glass lid off and put it away”. Then I pulled the faucet nob up, releasing gallons of that cold refreshing liquid, when all of a sudden…
The glass lid explodes in my freak’n hand! I felt a rush of air and instantly thought, “my lasix, ruined!”.
After the detonation it took a few seconds to realize that I could, in fact, still see. I was still clutching the handle to the formerly intact glass lid. At this time I noticed that my hand had some glass on it, finely almost powdered glass.
My fiance calls up from the lower level, “everything ok?”, I shout back yes and it begins to dawn on me how stupid I was.
I mean, hot glass, cold liquid…Isn’t that one of the first things you learn as a child? Needless to say I felt really stupid. To top that off I had to get rid of the glass.
In stumbles the drunken old man. As I’m picking the glass out of the sink, he realizes what happened. Now, he didn’t freak out-he just found it a little funny. After I got as much of the glass out of the sink as possible, he said, “Stand back son”. He then steps in front of the sink while telling me never to do what he is about to do and that he only new about it because he had broken plenty of glass objects before.
So he flicks on the garbage disposal, saying “Ah, ya see son, which is harder glass or metal?”. I say metal and my father then says “that’s why the glass will be ground into powder”. Granted while he was saying all of this the sound that eminated from the garbage disposal was not unlike what I imagine very badly scorned Harpies would sound like…
And so ends my example of my unusual stupidity of last night.
Anyone else have similar examples?
(For your sake, I hope not :D).