This is so better than Statistics

Have you ever asked yourself, how many minutes would it take in a microwave to make a cookie with honey on top unrecognizable?

Two minutes.

Two minutes and a lot of smoke.

and pickles don't explode.

the best part was that we were dickin around right outside the theatre with the microwave (being power by a very long extension cord) and two different faculty members noticed what we were doin, and neither of them told us to stop.

Steve just asked us to move it further from the door because the smoke was making the building smell terrible, and Debbie, who had actually notified the fire department because they thought the shop was burning, simply kind of chucked and told us how she felt kind of silly calling the fire department back to tell them it was just cookies (they apparently just dismissed it as "the theatre").

best people ever.

EDIT:
I may have spoken a little soon. George (the head of the department) got wind of this and today in the place where the microwave used to be there now rests a note saying something to the extent of " The microwave has been removed by George because of saftey issues for the building"

woops.

but apparently a few years ago there was a second, older microwave that's sole purpose was for melting shit....so really it was only a matter of time before they noticed.

but don't get me wrong. I do feel bad for having the microwave get taken away, but there's another one in the upper lobby, and if it's that big of a deal we can either ask for it back, have Alpha Psi Omega buy us a new one, or have someone bring in one of their own.

it's fiiiiine.