Hezah, 26

Last night I made myself scrambled eggs for dinner, because…I have an extremely limited skill set in the kitchen. I realize this means I need to find a damn good housewife. However, in the time being I have to deal with what you just saw above.

I decided that I deserved a warm meal, so I busted out my two dollar can of off-brand SpaghettiOs. I took out my can opener, remembering that either it’s a super shitty device, or my motor skills haven’t progressed past the age of four. 

What ensued was a battle between me and the can. My only line of defense was this can opener that gave up after one twist of my wrist. After I successfully perforate the top, I decided to go Cro-Magnon and use a tool to try and pry off the lid. 

The nearest and best option was a wine opener. I sat there struggling to open toddler food for a ten minutes before it sort of burped up on me. I was able to pour out the tomatoy liquid and squishy noodly O’s and pop it in the microwave. I even got creative and threw in a pinch (who are we kidding it was a handful) of shredded cheese.

So there you have it. After a long day at the office, a trip to the gym, a young adult enjoys her hot meal. Oh believe me, it was hot.