Dear Smoke Detector,
I know, I know, the smoke is what gets you going, but seriously? They’re eggs!
Okay, maybe my roommate shouldn’t put the heat on so high, but did you ever think that you might be overreacting?
I’m just saying, every time you go off, none of us have been in peril.
Does the smell of overcooked/burning eggs smell great? No, not really, but it beats the alternative.
You know, the alternative being, waking up to the shrill screech of you, the smoke detector.
Do you know what it’s like to wake up to that? Yeah, not great.
So I have a proposal… just chill out for a while.
Take a break from the high-pitched “beep-beep-beep” business for a little bit.
if we die in a horrible fire, that’s on us.
I’m just sick of your ear-splitting cries for attention every single night.
Think about it.
Sincerely,
Calhoun
