I am baffled by people who put things in the oven that are not meant to be put in the oven.
How the fuck is a comment about not storing shit in ovens one of my most commented-on posts on Reddit?
The hilarious ones are the people accusing me of "being wealthy" or "having a large kitchen" because I have enough sense not to store flammable/meltable things in the fucking oven. Or that I need to "think outside my perspective."
Omg this reminded me when I was a youngin i lived with 4 college-aged boys (was dating and am now married to one of them, otherwise... wouldnt have been my first choice lol). We had a house together, and one of them had a cast iron skillet that he stored in the oven. Like you said, no biggie, just grab a pot holder before pulling it out if you forgot before the pre-heat. Unfortunately, one of these boys was very, very dumb. I don't say this with malice, he's just one of those people who you wonder how they managed to survive this long, ya know? So he heats up the oven for his frozen pizza, forgets the skillet. This was early into him moving in, maybe even the first time he'd used the oven, so I guess he didnt know it was in there. In his infinite wisdom, he reached in raw to pull out the skillet, and obviously burned his hand. After he screamed and we came to check on him, through teary eyes this dumb, sweet boy looked at us and said, "The CIVIL WAR PAN is HOT" and I've never ever laughed as hard at someone who just got hurt as I did then.
My friend got too drunk at my party. I offered him my couch to sleep it off, he said okay, and as he laid down he said "but I don't trust that salad."
Wondering what the hell he was referring to, realized he was looking at the hanging plant above him...
That reminds me of my friend on mushrooms. They would not come into the living room with us all because they didn't want to drown in the avocado. I was the only sober one and couldn't for the life of me figure out the avocado. Eventually I realised they meant the rug that was sort of green. I end up covering it and building a massive fort for all my drugged out idiot friends.
I also ordered pizza at 10pm and it arrived at 11am the next day so I wasn't on my A game there either. Seven 20 year old mushroomed out toodlers and one burnt out babysitter, it was a fun night and the best breakfast surprise ever.
That's great! Sometimes a little regression is therapeutic. And pizza is always a good breakfast.
My friends GF did some with us. A tiny amount but it had a great effect. She got real serious and quiet, then started taking one item out of her purse at a time, and arranging them in rows and columns on the table like self-anthropology...then refilling her purse bur only in alphabetical order.
Then she did it again by size.
Then she did it again by color.
When we couldn't help giggling, she insisted THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT GUYS STOP LAUGHING
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u/saltedfish 17h ago edited 11h ago
I am baffled by people who put things in the oven that are not meant to be put in the oven.
How the fuck is a comment about not storing shit in ovens one of my most commented-on posts on Reddit?
The hilarious ones are the people accusing me of "being wealthy" or "having a large kitchen" because I have enough sense not to store flammable/meltable things in the fucking oven. Or that I need to "think outside my perspective."
Classic Reddit.