We've all done it. We've burned the microwave popcorn. We've caused the rest of the office to wretch into their wastebaskets as we walked by with a smoldering bag of Orville Redenbacher.
But no one really gets upset about it because everyone knows that nuking popcorn is not an exact science. There's a fine line between perfect, fluffy popped corn and a bag of charcoal briquettes.
Now, we hear that patience at Seattle City Hall has worn thin. City buildings have been evacuated because of overheated popcorn, prompting the city's Fleets and Facilities Department to consider a ban on microwave popcorn.
I'm sure we all have mixed emotions about this.
A bag of well-popped kernels can stimulate the senses. I've always said that if Chanel could bottle the scent, men would buy it by the gallon for their wives.
But pop a bad bag ... and you're the office pariah.
This raises the question: How do you pop the perfect bag? No two microwaves are alike, and the button marked "popcorn" is useless. You have to wait, look and listen. And it always happens ... just when you think there are at least a couple of kernels left, you punch up an additional few seconds, and you've set it on fire. You can't win.
-- Tommy Cummings | email@example.com