A Fair Degree(s) Of Certainty
(I am cooking frozen pizza at home. My fiancé is also in the kitchen.)
Me: *holding the frozen pizza* “What do the instructions say?”
Fiancé: “Umm… 230° for 12 minutes.”
Me: “Right, 240° for 15 minutes.”
Fiancé: *baffled*
(The pizza turned out perfect; you just have to know your oven!)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
