I packed a kitchen timer in a box yesterday. Somehow, that timer has been tripped and is currently beeping from the bottom of a very tall pile of boxes in the living room. Apparently, this one doesn’t have an automatic shut-off. In fact, it’s been going for about an hour now.
Guys, this might be the end for me.
The next time you see my face may be on the six o’clock news, whether as the woman about to jump off the bridge, the woman arrested for being drunk in public, or the woman suspected of murdering engineers at the kitchen timer manufacturing company.