Reasons I need a Kitchen...Part I

You know those days where you just know that after it's over, you'll look back and laugh?

Today was one of those occasions where you know you'll look back and laugh, and you get to laugh whilest it's happening too...

So, I'm an RA, and without kitchen. This isn't generally a problem. I have friends with kitchens, and enough meal prowess (read: mooching ability) that I'm usually able to avoid the cafeteria.

Well, today, being without kitchen became a huge problem.

I ordered a cake for a floor birthday party about a week ago, and I took the order to the appropriate persons to get said cake. It was a simple order: white cake, cut into 35 pieces, to be delivered today, February 15th. I called today to check on the order, and to see if my cake was coming. The person in charge of ordering had already gone home for the day, so I checked with the next person available...who didn't know. She kindly offered to call the first person to see if he had ordered the cake, and then call me back.

I got a call back a little while later that said that I was supposed to have reminded the first person, and kept coming back between when my order was due and when I'd put it in, because the order had ended up getting lost among some other financial papers. Because I had failed to do this, my cake had not gotten ordered. Was this going to be a problem? "No, that's ok." I said...only partially thinking it was a lie-really just a setback. Sure, it was a really inconvenient setback, but these things are workable right? I had about 3 hours until I had to go to a meeting, and that was plenty of time to get some cake or something made right?

Riiiiiight...

So I go to the store and I get some cake mix, frosting, ice cream, and cupcake holders. Individual cakes are cool too right? Sure, they weren't what everyone was hoping for, but it was still cake, and we're girls, and we have ice cream...this should be good enough right?

I realize that the oven in my building is broken, so I've got to go to another building. I go to the first one, to find the oven in use, and then the second, to find a free oven. HUZZAH! I've also only got 12 cupcake holders...which means that I've got to cook about 4 batches of cupcakes...that=80 minutes of sitting in someone else's basement and watching TV. I NEVER watch regular TV...especially sitcoms. I love movies, but I'm just not a huge fan of too many TV shows, let alone "that 70's show" and "American Idol."

Now, you'd think I could cook about 48 cupcakes without incident right?

Wrong.

Due to the limited resources, I put the cupcakes into a bag after they're out of the oven so that I can carry them all back to my building. The cupcakes in the bag promptly decide to no longer maintain their cup-cakey shape, and become cup-crumbs...and the party is supposed to start in an hour...and the cake mix is almost all gone, and there's no peace in the middle east, andmyshoesareuntiedbecausetheydon'thaveanytiesand....

Yeah, it ALMOST happened like that. Except instead, I just started to laugh. The whole situation was entirely ridiculous, and I couldn't help but just start laughing. This lasted all the way back to my room, where I got a hold of the hall advisor, who told me that I could go and buy another cake if I wanted to.

With nothing but some crummy looking cupcakes in the bag, I called up Phoenix who took me, and Uffish to the store to buy a cake. After a short selection time, I picked out a white $17.00 1/4 sheet cake, almost exactly what I'd ordered in the first place.

It gets even better from there-while standing in line for a cashier due to the fact that there wasn't a barcode on this cake, the manager comes up and tells me that I can go to the self-checkout lane. I explain the barcode issue and she says, "umm...$10.00- just tell her it's $10."

Bonus, I just saved $7.00 on a cake...more budget money for me!

I get the cake back, and with some assistance from Uffish, got the party all set up. There weren't as many people as I'd hope for, with all the stuff that went into it...but there were enough, and we had just enough cake-no waste.

Hahahahahahaha.....