The Pharmacy Chick

Comment by rxkerber

July 4, 2009 @ 7:36 pm

That’s so funny. Don’t feel bad. I did this a couple of weeks ago with dinner. At least you checked on it after 20 minutes. I waited 45 mins! Talk about a late supper!

Comment by Dr. Grumpy

July 5, 2009 @ 11:22 am

We all do crap like this, my dear. Didn’t you see my post a week or so ago, where I answered my phone call?

Either that, or it’s time to give me a call and crack open a bottle of Aricept.

Comment by Pharmacy Mike

July 5, 2009 @ 6:01 pm

Twice in one week I had to throw out an entire carton of milk because instead of putting it back in the refrigerator, I put it the cabinet.

I felt so stupid…

Comment by Jaded Rx Intern

July 5, 2009 @ 10:21 pm

I have the opposite problem. Several times the past couple weeks, I’ve preheat the oven, pop the dinner/snack/etc in, remove after it’s finished cooking, sit down and eat. Later on in the evening, I go into the kitchen and realize I *forgot* to turn the oven off. Oops…THAT, I do all the time. Mr chick is the official in charge of making sure appliances are OFF. The burners i do all right, the oven is probably left on 40% of the time.

Comment by rxkerber

July 6, 2009 @ 9:25 pm

We used to leave the oven on too. Now we turn the oven light on whenever the oven is on and turn the light off when we turn the oven off. That way if we see the light on 30 mins after dinner is done, we check the oven. Of course, this only works if you have a window on your oven door!

One more funny story on the subject….a few years ago, I checked to see if my electric burners were still hot (the coiled kind) by placing my palm flat on the burner. Needless to say, it was still hot and I seared my hand and fingers like hamburger. Oh the pain!!!

Comment by chris

July 7, 2009 @ 5:10 am

I think the first ever post of yours that I read was something about a cooking misshap.

My worst thing is putting something in and then realising after 20 minutes i didnt check the time i put it in and have no idea how long it has left to cook.
Head to the archives. I have written about my culinary disasters before Emeril, I am not.

Comment by Shalom (R.Ph)

July 7, 2009 @ 9:51 am

Gracie Allen had a wonderful line about Chris’s situation. “Every time I tried to bake a cake, I always left it in the oven ten minutes too long and it burns, but now I have a System: I make two cakes and put the second one in ten minutes after the first. That way, when the first cake burns, I know the second cake is done.”

I loved those old Burns & Allen shows. First program to knock down the fourth wall, with George Burns talking directly to the camera whenever he felt like it. I remember one scene taking place in a gym, at the end of which George sees the uneven bars and says something like “It’s been a while since I worked out on those.” He walks to the back and starts doing this incredible gymnastic routine (remember he was already in his fifties then) with his trademark cigar clamped between his teeth. The camera pans slowly to the left, and you see George leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Takes his cigar out of his mouth and says, “Well of course I use a double. What, do you think I’m crazy?”

Comment by The Ole' Apothecary

July 7, 2009 @ 3:14 pm

Moe, Larry,and Curly (in unison, after the beer keg blows up): We ALL put the yeast in!

Comment by PharmacyJim

July 7, 2009 @ 8:02 pm

I was gonna say something, but I forgot what we were talking about, lol.

Comment by Square Peg Guy

July 24, 2009 @ 10:27 am

I’ve forgotten to take things out of the microwave and then find them there the next time I need to use it. Usually, it’s tea. No big deal.

But there was the time I lost the car.

And the recent incident with the shaving brush.

These stories will put you at ease.

I can relate to the car story..here’s mine: I was in college and went to the mall. Because I am directionally challenged, I try to park in the same general position with regards to the entrance at a mall. I parked, went in, shopped for a couple of hours then left. I couldn’t find my car! I wandered around the lot for close to 20 minutes, at the brink of tears. This was pre cell phone days. the city bus had finished its route for the day (small town) and the mall was about to close. I just knew somebody had stolen my car. Then something stirred my memory. I left the store near the underclothes section…for some reason my memory jogged and I had entered near the coats (or something ).. I dashed back into the mall and found the coats. Went outside and there was my beautiful white car…waiting for me..and by now, nearly the only one in the lot…