When I was in high school I was something of a stoner. One night after many tokes and feeling a bit peckish I decided I wanted chocolate waffles.
So I mixed up some batter and got the waffle iron out of the garage. Now my parents got this waffle iron as a gift years ago and while it wasn’t special, it was almost a part of the family at this point.
After pouring my batter in and waiting the cook time, the iron started beeping at me. Being blazed out of my mind I started yanking on the handle and it was stuck! Not wanting to start a fire I yank with all my might and tear the waffle iron apart. Then I remembered that I needed flip it over first before it would open.
So I stealthily put the waffle iron back in the pantry and leaned it against the door so it would fall the next time someone opened it. About a week later my dad goes into the garage to get something and I hear a loud crash.
I walk into the garage and see him laughing and picking up the waffle iron as he says “Looks like I broke it, good thing I’d been wanting this new one.” he then got really excited and showed me the double waffle iron he was going to order, and we’ve had that one ever since.
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Pretty tame, depending on your relationship with your dad I imagine he’d get a good laugh out of this if you told him lol
I think we’ve all had those moments when we mess up, especially in high school, and try to cover it up with some creative “solutions.” Honestly, it sounds like your dad was pretty chill about it, but the fact that you played it off so smoothly just makes it even funnier. Honestly, at that point, I would’ve been more worried about the waffle iron causing an actual fire! I guess it worked out in the end, though, with a new waffle iron. Makes me think of all the times I’ve tried to “fix” stuff and just made it worse.
Was expecting at least a misdemeanor
Win/Win.