Thursday, June 19, 2008

Passing thoughts

My toaster sits on the counter. I forgot to put it away again. It's made of cheap white plastic and the catch tray always falls open, spilling bits of The Kid's daily waffle everywhere. It's a toaster I got as a gift when I got married. We were lucky enough to be gifted several toasters, though I'm pretty sure we didn't register for one. Just like the three coffee pots we received, even though neither of us drank coffee. I remember returning several toasters and I have to wonder now, if this is the one I chose to keep, how crappy must the others have been?

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