I hate ovens.
Seriously, they serve no point to me whatsoever. If I want to eat something that requires cooking, I'll pop it in the microwave for a few minutes instead of waiting for half an hour.
Is there anything more annoying than looking at a box of delicious, golden chicken fingers in the grocery store, your mouth watering in short bouts of orgasms, only to see those dreaded words, "CONVENTIONAL OVEN ONLY," printed in fine print on the back?
If I want something to eat, am I going to preheat the oven for fifteen minutes, waiting for that beep, then pop the food in for another twenty minutes, waiting for the second beep, then by the time the food's ready, I've snacked so much I'm not hungry any more? No. I'm going to open the microwave, pop in my chicken for three minutes, wait anxiously for the beep, and enjoy some delicious juicy chicken.
If there's anything on this world more annoying than a 25-minute wait for food you're not going to want afterwards, I'd like to know what it is.
rantrantrant