All weekend long, I'd had this nightmare that the new plastic plates I had bought, ten-inchers, would be too wide to fit inside our office's lone microwave, thus making it impossible for people to warm up their hamburgers this coming Friday. Today at the office, I grabbed a plate, rushed over to the microwave, and slipped the flatware inside.
No problem. Perfect fit.
Thank Cthulhu.
But is the plastic microwave-safe?
Fuck.
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