Microstory Monday

The Horrible Efficiency of the Power Company

When the earthquake hit, I was in the kitchen making cookies. A ceiling beam hit my back, the refrigerator pinned my arm, and my right knee crashed through the oven's viewing glass.
I had been waiting for a rescue crew in the dark for two hours when the electricity was restored.
You'd think I'd be happy about it, but my knee feels funny, and I'm starting to smell burning meat.