The Technological Plateau of the Microwave Oven

So I bought a new high-tech microwave oven yesterday: the LG 0.9 cu. ft. NeoChef Countertop Microwave with Smart Inverter and EasyClean.

This is the first time I have ever purchased a microwave, and I think I did okay overall, but my expectations about what a modern microwave should do are apparently way too high. Why can’t it cook my food in 10 seconds? Why can’t it clean itself? Why can’t it connect to the Internet and buzz my smartphone when my food is ready? Why can’t the microwave door double as a television screen?

Come on, it’s 2017—we have self-driving cars and drones… why do I have to wait an entire 2 minutes for my frozen gourmet burritos to finish cooking??!

And another thing… microwave ovens have been around for like 50 years, so shouldn’t they cook faster by now? The only futuristic thing about this microwave is that it looks sleek and fancy, and it plays these stupid little songs in digitized chimes whenever my food is done cooking:

Not only are these features incredibly disappointing from technological standpoint, but the songs it plays are eerily similar to the songs that my training potty used to play when I was a small child. This has rendered a highly distressing psychological response from me whenever my food is ready to eat.

Oh yeah, it also has something called Smart Inverter Technology, whatever the hell that is. I think it’s for making yogurt or something stupid like that—who cares!!! I want 10 second gourmet burritos, damnit! How much longer are we going to have to wait for somebody to get off their ass and figure this stuff out?

Also, can I please turn these songs off already, or maybe download some new ringtones or something?!? I haven’t eaten in more than 24 hours!

This Bud’s for You

Really, who needs new Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck cartoons when you have the Disney Super Buddies icon-external-link-12x12 ? From left to right, top to bottom, we have Rosebud, Budderball, Buddha, Mudbud, and B-Dawg. (Apparently, the sixth super buddy, Budweiser, a womanizing golden retriever with a substance abuse problem, didn’t make the final cut.)

Perhaps it goes without saying, but I would rather dance barefoot on broken shards of glass than watch this movie. Pluck out my toenails with needle-nose pliers—please!—if that’s what it takes to keep this garbage as far away from me as possible.

Also, I’m not 100% on this, but I’m pretty sure it’s because of movies like Super Buddies why some fathers become raging alcoholics.

Of Mops and Buffalo Jerky

I was in Bed Bath & Beyond this afternoon buying a mop so I could clean my kitchen—truly exciting stuff.

To describe my state of mind whilst buying said mop, I had been shopping at Target minutes earlier to get razor cartridges and a large container of liquid hand soap, but decided not to buy any of the mops there because they were all really cheap and of exceptionally poor quality. I actually stood in the mop aisle for five to ten minutes, and kept going back and forth on what I should do: “It’s just a mop, who cares? They’re inexpensive and I’ll buy another one if this one breaks.” and then “Oh my gawd… I really hate shopping for mops. This is the worst thing ever! I never want to do this again for as long as I live!!”

I became so confounded that I left Target and went to Bed Bath and Beyond in hopes that I would find a better mop. Fortunately, I was able to get one that wasn’t 100% junk. It came in at whopping $29.99—almost double what most of the mops cost at Target—but it seemed to be slightly sturdy, and I am able to take the scrubber pad off and wash it in my washer machine when it starts to get gross.

When I was standing in line to pay for this slightly less-shitty version of what I was looking for, I saw packages of buffalo jerky hanging off the side of an endcap. After the ordeal with the mop, I found something unusual about this particular impulse-item icon-external-link-12x12 , and kept focusing on it. I’m not a huge meat eater, but I do have a small weakness for jerky. I have also noticed buffalo jerky in various stores many times before, but never purchased it for whatever reason. I then thought, “Why not buy buffalo jerky today? I deserve a treat after all I have been through… and hell, it might even take the edge off of all this business with the damned mop.”

Then I realized why I have never eaten buffalo before: I have never actually seen a buffalo in real life. Are they clean animals? What do they smell like? What do they eat? Is it okay to eat an animal that I have never seen before? Buffalo are supposed to be a lot like cattle, and I have seen lots of cows, so maybe that makes it okay to eat them..? But wait, I don’t eat red meat anymore. Is this regular buffalo or organic buffalo? Wouldn’t all buffalo be organic, even if it doesn’t say so on the packaging? OMG I’m thinking about this way too much. Aaahhhh! Get me out of this horrible place!!

So it’s another day without peace of mind because Target peddles garbage and BB&B pretends to be fancy and so it doesn’t sell plain old beef jerky.

Contemplative Consternative Quandary

A person has two imaginary friends.

He talks about one to the other all the time, and vice versa.

After many months of this, both imaginary friends decide that they should be introduced.

The person keeps putting off this introduction, however, because he is afraid that one is going to find out the other is not real (and vice versa).