So I had been out all day yesterday and when I got home around midnight, I was starving. Usually I can make food pretty quietly so I decided on making myself a grilled cheese and also a pretty large mistake. While I was cooking the grilled cheese, I went to grab a plate to put the finished sandwich on and everything went to hell.
In a span of about a minute and a half, I:
Dropped the plate, and it shattered loudly on the floor.
I forgot I was cooking an almost finished grilled cheese, and while I was sweeping the plate up it started to burn and smoke.
The whole kitchen was filling with smoke and I needed to stop the pan from smoking so in a moment of brilliance I put the pan under the sink and turned cold water on. The cold water meeting the hot pan caused it to sizzle incredibly loudly and smoke even more.
Water from the pan popped out and landed on my arm, which burnt and made me drop the pan into the sink.
I went to grab a fan from my bedroom to at least circulate the smoke, and in trying to plug it in, I knocked a glass cup over.
My dad comes running in to the kitchen at this point, completely naked, to find the rest of the house covered in smoke, a pile of broken ceramic plate, and his 21 year old son sitting on the floor eating a burnt grilled cheese.
I bet for the professors teaching Ravenclaws is like herding cats away from empty boxes.
Older Ravenclaws have finely honed the art of asking just the right argumentative questions to direct their teacher onto an entire-class-session-long tangent about something entirely irrelevant to the course material.
Can you imagine Ravenclaws trying to overhaul the entire school system with Muggle ideas. Trying to figure out how to best teach people, more concerned with how people learn than what they’re learning.
“Why do we force people to learn things they aren’t interested in, we should create our own curriculum.”
“We should figure out everyone’s learning styles.”
“We need smaller class sizes.”
“No, no, wait, guys, what if we eliminated grades entirely.”
Yeah, Ravenclaws would drive Hermione up the wall.
“Fire the whole staff and start over.”
“Present more opportunities for seventh-year independent research!”
“Why hasn’t anyone made magically modified calculators yet?”
“Why are we still using quills and parchment when pencils exist? Please explain.”
“I don’t want to enter the work force directly after school, what are my options for higher education? Is there magical university?”
“I don’t feel confident in my professor’s qualifications because she’s teaching me astrology but doesn’t know any facts about space beyond about the year 1764.”
Muggleborn Ravenclaws forming rogue study groups to teach other students chemistry and algebra and English literature, just imagine.
“They call this the astronomy tower but we’re learning about the effects of Venus when it’s in the fourth house and the professor doesn’t believe Neptune is a planet I am really concerned.”
“Okay but what’s the oxidation state of Mandrake root in pepperup potion?”
“But can you apply differential calculus to arithmancy or not?“
“The portrayal of the witches in Macbeth has some pretty troubling implications, also, I don’t think their potion would have actually done anything.”
okay maybe this is just me but like when you’re deep inside of a good book but forced to put it down for a bit does the outside world seem weird and soft and like you find yourself thinking in the author’s voice and even after you’re done with the book there’s like this “book hangover” where you’re still in the writer’s world and seeing the characters and hearing the narrator and stuff feels… different ….
I just learned that there’s a man who shops at trader joes in Seattle and buys things in bulk and then transports them up to Vancouver to his own store called “pirate joes” because there are no trader joes in Canada. He’s gotten banned at some trader joes because of this and sometimes has to put on disguises to shop and he even hires people to go shopping for him and it’s like a secret mission. He even has a van that says “grocers without borders” and trader joes has sued him and lost. My favorite part of this is that this whole situation could be easily fixed by trader joes opening a store in Vancouver and hiring him
