I burned my finger on the toaster oven this morning.
I'd already burned two slices of raisin-cinnamon swirl bread because I didn't think they were toasty enough on the first cycle, so I stuck them in for another cycle. Usually when I do this, I monitor the toastiness closely and take them out before they turn into charcoal briquettes. Today I had to head to the bathroom, and by the time I got back, it was carbon city.
I immediately tossed those in the trash: None of this trying to scrape the black bits off and cover up the rest with strawberry cream cheese to salvage it for me! The two new slices stuck together when I laid them on the rack, and as I reached in to pry the top one off, the back of my hand got too close to the hot metal. Now I have a lovely hot pink section on the lower portion of my middle finger.
Time for more ointment.