David's Daily Diversions

A Clear Case of Suicide

Tonight our microwave killed itself.

We were in the kitchen eating our tea when the microwave suddenly came on. No one had been near it. As the plate in the base rotated as if it had been started normally, but an electrical burning smell filled the room. Mrs Holford opened the door to stop it. She shut it and it started up again. The buttons on the front were unresponsive, so she opened it again and it kept going. She quickly pulled the plug from the wall.

Perhaps it knew its time was up. I've known cats like that. They have either refused to eat or just left and not come back. The microwave was getting old. The interior coating was peeling and the plate no longer rotated smoothly. Maybe it was just too tired to carry on any longer.

Not to be callous about its sad demise, but it looks like tomorrow we shall have to go shopping for replacement.