It takes 4 1/2 minutes to cook it to cheesy perfection in our office microwave. Three minutes. Stir. Put back in for 1 1/2 minutes more.
In general, I hate standing idle, so after I hit the initial 3-o-0 on the microwave, I decided to walk down the hall to use the restroom.
I walked down the length of second floor Burke, exchanged pleasantries with Roy and stopped by Deb's desk to evaluate whether or not she had any candy worth taking. Nope, not at the moment.
I walked into the restroom, did my business, washed my hands.
On the way back, I exchanged a second round of pleasantries with Roy who was still in the hall and said "hello" to a girl I assume to be his granddaughter.
I stopped to fix my shoe and then walked into the break room to retrieve my ziti.
There were still 28 seconds on the clock.
Impressed? I was.
Side note: I came one click away from accidently posting this on Olivet's official blog, because I didn't realize what account I was logged in under. Whew! That would have been fun.
1 comment:
Hahaha That's hillarious. I just saw this! You need to post a link on facebook when you update so I don't have to wait WEEKS to see what brilliance your mind has come up with!
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