The fact that my cooking skills can be compared to of an ape. I was preparing some ramen and since I had some eggs on the fridge I thought about adding them, why the hell not? I prepared the pan which has a teflon surface by the way, so using oil is not even needed in order for a regular skilled person to prepare an egg. I proceeded to heat the pan and after a couple of boring minutes mixturing the ramen and the water, so it could be equally cooked, I cracked an egg open and started to scramble it. Then I realised that since I was preparing a more elaborate version of a dinner, to my standards, at the very least, I should as well add some flavoring, spices if you will to the scrambled eggs so they could taste a little bit better. I went to the spice rack, opted for the simple salt & pepper container and as I approached the frying pan to add said spices I could already witness my failure, as the eggs were already burned to the point they could be used to power up a blast furnace or perhaps even fuel the Titanic cruise ship itself. I decided to just dispose the frying pan altogether since at that point I couldn't even distinguish what used to be the teflon surface and what was the chunk of coal I had recently created. I **** you not the frying pan was destroyed beyond repair. After finishing the ramen, I came to the conclusion that I don't have the necessary skills to sustain my life without some other source of meal preparation method beside myself.
