Now We're Cooking With, uh, Microwaves

When we bought the house, it had all new appliances... except the microwave. Who replaces all their appliances, but not the decrepit old microwave that not only is ugly, old and broken, but now doesn't match anything else in the kitchen? Here is a pic of the microwave that came with the house:


Lucky for us, we have great friends who are receptive to our wants and needs. Enter Chad Hauer, who isn't only our Real Estate agent, but is also one of my best friends; not to mention a gentleman and scholar. He recently remodeled the kitchen in his house and upgraded to a fancy-schmancy microwave, so he sold me the almost new microwave that came with his house for a song.

"Great," I thought, "I'll just swap this new microwave out with the old one after work one night, it will be a breeze!" Or so I thought. The next two hours of my life can be summed up with one question:

WHO THE HELL LAG BOLTS A MICROWAVE TO THE WALL!?!?

After all was said and done, the new microwave is now perched in its new home, reheating leftovers. And NOT lag bolted to the wall.

Oh, the joys of home ownership...