It is absolutely freezing in the building at work today, and a few minutes ago I dragged Caitlin to the company kitchen to watch me make tea in an attempt to ward off hypothermia. A few coworkers were in the kitchen as well, including one young male intern who was microwaving his lunch a few feet from where I was preparing my tea.

Lindsay: “I’m FREEZING.”

Caitlin: “I could microwave you. That might warm you up.”

Lindsay: “Ohh…the microwave sounds so toasty.”

[At this point, the intern opened the microwave, extracted a covered plate of food, and removed the lid. I noticed that the lid looked warm and steamy. For some reason, I also could not recall the word “lid”.]

Lindsay: “Oh! Can I touch your thing?”

Silence, followed by explosive laughter from all around. Fatal embarrassment on my part.

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