I’m a little bit freaked out right now. I’m sure there’s a perfectly logical explanation for what happened, but I’m not going to spend a whole lot of time going over it in my head or else I’m going to go a bit nutty.
I had to heat some leftover chow mein and barbecue duck so I stuck a styrofoam container in the microwave. When I closed the door, before turning it on I decided to take it back out, transfer it all to a plate and put that back in the microwave for heating. So I took it out, but when I did, the styrofoam broke where I was holding it, dropping all of the contents onto the floor. That was completely unfortunate.
I swept it all up diligently and sat back at the table to eat some other things. Minutes later I got up to get some water and to my surprise I found a piece of gai lan and some noodles on the floor in front of the microwave. “OK, whatever,” I thought. I mean, I could have easily just missed it or maybe it got stuck on the broom when I was sweeping the dumped food into the dustpan. I really thought I got everything. So, I swept it up and went back to my seat. A few minutes later I got back up to get some water, and was shocked to see a piece of duck on the floor in front of the microwave.
Good God.
I swear, when I swept up the vegetable and noodles earlier there was absolutely nothing left on the floor. Where the heck did that duck come from? And why in the world was it found in the same location as the rest of the dropped food? I was paying attention! I got it all! Anyway, I swept it up and sat back down. For the rest of the meal though I was staring at that piece of floor, wondering what would happen if I blinked. Would another piece of food magically appear? Of course, I knew it wouldn’t but at the same time I wouldn’t be surprised.
(Actually, I would be, but you know what I mean.)
Lack of sleep. Mind playing tricks. Uuuuuuugh.
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