Burnt Grilled Cheese

   Here I am on my computer, trying to write something, anything at all really. Then my stomach growls at me reminding me to eat. So I walk to the kitchen and open the refrigerator and NADA!

   All that I found was some sliced cheese, some milk and a tub of margarine. All I could do was curse myself for neglecting to go to get groceries last week, and I spent the money frivlelessly, instead. I grabbed the cheese and the margarine, and reach for the bread box, for the last 2 slices of bread. I put it all together in a pan, with an overdosed amount of margarine on the bread, for a grilled cheese sandwich.

   I feel my stomach tell me I'm not working fast enough to please it's hunger, so I turn up the heat on the burner not thinking about how dumb that was. A minute later, the phone rings. It's my brother telling me our mom is coming into town later that week, and that we need to try and devise plans.

   So I'm talking to him, trying to get the logistics and things in order. This takes several moments, just long enough for me to forget the food on the stove. I remember it after he reminds me that she wants to have dinner at a fancy restaurant, so I run into the kitchen and flip the sandwich over.

  It's been burnt into a hard thick crust, but still malleable, so I go back to my conversation. He says we should both pay for the meal, and we start to talk about certain places we both know she likes. After another several minutes I begin to see and smoke burning come from the kitchen. I come to the realization that it was a stupid idea to turn the burner up, and then not turn it back down when I flipped the sandwich.

   I quickly tell my brother that I'll call him back, and run to turn off the stove. I remove the pan from the lit burner, and throw the sandwich on the plate that I had set out for it. It didn't look like food anymore but more like charcoal.

  So knowing that I had nothing else to consume I poured a tall glass of milk and sat down to eat. I had to use the milk to liquify the burnt bread, as I tried to swallow it. I even tried dunking the sandwich like a donut in coffee. Eventually I finished it, but it was almost gross.

  The next morning I got out of bed threw on some clothes and went straight to the grocery store. Hoping never to get stuck with so little food ever again.