When I get mad

I realised I'm really bossy in the kitchen. When I'm going about my own business I hate it when someone interrupts my procedures. I have a set method of doing stuff where I have planned what, when I'm going to do stuff and where. If you get in my way, ill be mad pissed.

Like for example, this morning I was on breakfast duty for K (she has an exam this morning so we all figured last night that ill sacrifice some sleep and make brekkie/take her to uni). As I was shuffling around the kitchen doing my own thang, D sees me cracking eggs and proceeds to turn the gas burner on. Before the pan gets hot, he pours in about 2 tbs oil.

I have a problem with this.

1. I haven't toasted my bread yet. K asked for eggs on toast. So I can't cook the eggs yet.

2. The pan has to be hot before you add the oil. I feel like it has a weird taste if you let it heat up slow with the pan.

3. 2 tbs oil is TOO MUCH for 3 eggs in a non stick. -.- You can get away with none.

4. I wanted to let the eggs get back to room temp before cooking them- K wasn't even up yet! Needless to say, by the time she got there it was cold.

5. Also. I had 2 jobs. To make breakfast and drive her. He took 1.5 of that away from me. >:( not happy jan


So yeah, here are the five things that REALLY infuriated me this morning (i am also not exactly what you'd call a morning person) but I'd at least be civil if you let me go about my own way.


M is also like this (but to a lesser extent) when I'm making dinner at night- but at least her advice is actually useful and she has like what, 20 years of experience.

I'm not a pro in the kitchen, but please, I'm a pro at making eggs K loves.


I guess this egg story could be extended as a metaphor for my life. #sadtimes.

Hope you all have a lovely 4 day week. Happy studying to those on stuvac like me :)