The sausage sizzled in the pan, as the induction fan stirred above. I was carefully watching over them, rotating them at just the right time. I picked one up with my fingers and the fat dripped down onto my palm. Money for Nothing by Dire Straits was playing. There was a loaf of wonderwhite on the counter, the bag folded in half. I tossed the rest of the snags onto my good plate and grabbed the loaf and some sauce as I moved to the couch. There was an open beer from earlier on the floor. The room was dark except for the glow of the TV. I turned the music off and unpaused my documentary. I thought about the dimmies in the freezer.

Daily writing prompt

What’s the funniest misunderstanding you’ve ever been part of?

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