Farewell, old friend
Mike was a microwave of the old school. Sporting a dial instead of a keypad, he responded with a single, lively, bell-spawned “DING” at the end of his cooking cycle, instead of the more obnoxious and repetitive “beep beep beep”s of his more contemporary colleagues.
“Mike simply stopped working one day while defrosting a group of Cod fillets” says Sledd. “One minute he was there, humming along as usual and then there was just silence. It was so eerie how there was still time left on his dial but nothing was happening.”
“Mike will be missed” said Sledd. “I will never be able to look at another bag of popcorn the same way.”
Goodbye, Mike. We love you, man.

