Tonight, I was pulling a Father's Day cake out of the oven when I accidentally knocked a round metal thermometer off the top rack. Because I have crazy-awesome reflexes 21% of the time, I instinctively grabbed for it. I now have burn blisters across the pad of every finger, which, while looking pretty badass, still throb painfully eight hours later. I have to keep them submerged in ice water to keep the pain manageable and am typing this one-handedly.
Basically, I spent all week pulling ten-hour shifts at a bakery, then come home and get second-degree burns from baking a cake. FML. Irony's a bitch.
Basically, I spent all week pulling ten-hour shifts at a bakery, then come home and get second-degree burns from baking a cake. FML. Irony's a bitch.
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Date: 2009-06-21 06:22 am (UTC)