So there I was, re-heating some leftover chili on the stovetop when my cell phone rang, catching me off guard. As I reached for the phone, I knocked over a large (open for some reason) bottle of olive oil, spilling the contents all over my cell phone and counter top, which then oozed down the cabinets and onto the floor. When I turned to put the stirring spoon back into the simmering pot of chili, I bumped the handle of the pot, causing it to tip over slightly and spill some of the warmed chili all over the stove and two of the burners. After I got all of this cleaned up and finally retrieved the voicemail from the phone call that had precipitated this kitchen disaster, it was from another lousy fake IRS scammer. If I ever manage to hunt those b@st@rds down, I know exactly where I'm going to shove an empty bottle of olive oil, and they aren't going to enjoy it.
So there I was, re-heating some leftover chili on the stovetop when my cell phone rang, catching me off guard. As I reached for the phone, I knocked over a large (open for some reason) bottle of olive oil, spilling the contents all over my cell phone and counter top, which then oozed down the cabinets and onto the floor. When I turned to put the stirring spoon back into the simmering pot of chili, I bumped the handle of the pot, causing it to tip over slightly and spill some of the warmed chili all over the stove and two of the burners. After I got all of this cleaned up and finally retrieved the voicemail from the phone call that had precipitated this kitchen disaster, it was from another lousy fake IRS scammer. If I ever manage to hunt those b@st@rds down, I know exactly where I'm going to shove an empty bottle of olive oil, and they aren't going to enjoy it.