Once upon a time... There was this brainless fart (me) who thought that it was a good idea to put some macaroni in the microwave, five minutes before I had to leave.
What is important to know, is that a week before this happened there was this smell of fire/smoke in the hallway of our apartment.
I put the macaroni in the microwave. In a... pot. Since I also had to go to the toilet, I gave the timer a few turns so my macaroni would sure be warm and ready to eat when I was finished.
*five minutes later*
I'm sitting in my room, tying my shoes. Macaroni doesn't exist anymore. Until... I smell something burning.
HAH! My stupid neighbors again, what are they burning now? Are they planning to gas me or something?
*still laughing internally at their stupidity*
I check if I have everything, ready to depart. I open the door of my room and I am greeted by this intense smell of burned plastic and smoke. Now... All the peaces finally fall together. My macaroni !!
As I run to the living room the smoke gets thicker, darker.
I think I can say that, luckily, the microwave had 'exploded'... Otherwise, this could have ended much worse.
As you can see, the macaroni was still intact. That's what matters, right..?
This also when I learnt that you are not supposed to put pots in the microwave.