~MP3 Amplifier~ wrote:Harmless wrote:Harmless wrote:Except for me.
I nearly died yesterday.
I wasn't ♥♥♥♥ kidding about this. I'm actually very pissed off and tired right now today as well.
What happened?
I'm not going to rant about it for a whole lot since some people will probably think I'm seeking attention or some ♥♥♥♥ (and since I've ranted to three people today), but essentially;
1. Before that event, I had cooked steak a grand total of zero times.
2. Mom is out of the house, leaving only my sister and I. She wants us to cook dinner involving Steak and Couscous. I could certainly cooked Couscous, but I was pretty clueless about steak.
3. I go upstairs and ask my sister to come down and help me with the steak since I haven't cooked one before. Apparently she was doing some stuff on minecraft or something (although she's an admin on her server, she didn't seem busy at the time).
4. She tells me quick and vague instructions on how to cook the steak. I literally tell her in front of her face still, 'I don't think I can reliably follow these instructions, please come downstairs and help me when you're ready'.
5. She stares at me, ignores me, and turns back to her screen, ceasing all further conversation. This leaves me royally ♥♥♥♥.
6. As a last resort, I text mom instructions and she ends up texting me instructions, but with nobody to supervise me or help me manage my portions a few things go wrong.
7. I add a little bit too much oil when seasoning the steaks, and nobody warned me that the oven got hotter than most other ovens when preheated to broil. So I open the oven, the hot air catches me off-guard, and I nearly burn my ♥♥♥♥ face and arm off on the rack. I just barely managed to save myself from it.
8. Nobody told me the proper way to put the pan in either, or where to stand when doing so. So I end up struggling with it and nearly burn my hand.
9. I wait the proper time, go through hell step two since I had to flip the steaks and re-insert them into the oven for a second time, and wait. Then my sister finally comes down.
10. '[Sis], what took you so long? Rather, why didn't you help me?'
'What are you talking about? You never told me anything about helping you cook.'
'[Sis], I was right in front of your face when I told you this.'
'You're being unreasonable.' She says as she does nothing but get a bowl of cereal and check to 'make sure the oven was off'. She acknowledged the fact I was making dinner for the both of us, and the steaks were right in front of her resting. Yet she didn't touch them (half of me is glad she didn't, they didn't burn, but they were medium rare and I 'forgot' to trim some fat off the steak).
Later when I asked her nicely to please help me next time so I don't nearly get killed, she laughed and thought I was exaggerating. I'm not even going to go into events after that, like her complaining about doing dishes even though she volunteered to do them or not getting the doorbell when it was crucial that she needed to do it for me since I had just gotten out of the shower, and ♥♥♥♥ like that.
I don't know. I'm just horribly upset with her.