I have been craving an egg salad sandwich. So I bought the eggs. And I waited two weeks before I was going to boil them. And even when I was walking home from school and people were asking what I was doing for Friday night. Y'know what I told them? "I'm gonna boil eggs!" Yeah!
There is only one problem with boiling eggs. They take a while to boil and you kinda sorta set it, and forget it. Y'know? Okay, maybe that's just me. So I kinda sorta left a boiling pot of eggs while I browsed the internet for 2 and a half hours. It was around 9:20 while I was browsing through a large list of fail pictures, I started to smell an egg smell. It was at that instant I shouted "OH MY GOSH!!!" And ran into the now smoky kitchen. I turned the stove off immediately. And then I grabbed a cup of cold water and poured it into the now completely bone dry and burnt pot of egg shells and egg product. I then opened up the window to let the smoke out. Thank goodness the fire alarm didn't go off. But there was a considerable egg mess. I had no idea egg shell could fly so far, I kept finding new bits and pieces of shell around the kitchen.
It was at that point I grabbed my camera.
I wasted 13 eggs and I'm no closer to an egg salad sandwich.
And I spent a good hour of my Friday night cleaning up the kitchen before my roommates came back. Incidentally, I was literally taking an after photo when my roommates walked through the door. They haven't mentioned anything about smelling a weird smell, so it looks like I'm safe.
Until they find this blog.
