Let's just say that the recipe calls for browning your beef in onions & garlic before adding it to the crock.
Let's just say that before you put your pan onto the burner, you took it out and placed it on the counter where someone had taken the little plastic bread tag off the bag and left it on the counter.
Let's just say that by some strange act of God, the bread tag managed to stick (unbeknown to me) to the bottom of the pan.
Let's just say that I then stick the pan on the stove top and turn on the burner. I fry up my onions and add my meet and think "wow...that smells funky."
Let's just say that I shrugged that off and turned to wash the breakfast dishes while the meat was browning.
Let's just say that the fire alarm goes off.
Let's just say that the fire alarm going off automatically sends a message to my security company (it was APX, but is now called Vivint).
|This is all that's left of the bread tag.|
Let's just say that Vivint automatically sends out a text message to me and Mr. Delusional when emergencies like this happen.
Let's just say that Mr. Delusional is driving to some far out store to be a relief manager there today.
Let's just say that he's freaked out too.
Let's just say that Vivint's two-way voice comes on to check on the "health and safety of the residents" - and it takes some convincing to get them to call of the fire and other emergency vehicles that were automatically sent out.
Yeah...don't try this at home, peeps!