I was looking forward to my microwaveable large butter chicken casserole at work today. Our office lunch room only has so many microwaves and they are always being used at lunch. There's also a conventional oven that rarely gets used. So I popped my butter chicken in the oven an hour before lunch since it called to cook that long in an oven. Twelve o'clock rolls around, and I walk in to my meal sitting half-cooked on the counter and replaced by some asshole's frozen pizza cooking in the oven. On top of my butter chicken was a note saying "use the microwave"! Asshole, I put my shit in the oven so I wouldn't take up 20 mins hogging the microwave when there's always someone using them! The oven gets used like once a month. And fucking hello, my food was in there first! Wait your fucking turn! Thanks a lot, I had to wait for a turn at one of the microwaves and by the time I was able to get one and cook my meal, lunch was over. I only got to eat a few bites of it, which was soggy and funny tasting, the oven makes this TV dinner so much better. Fuck you, inconsiderate asshole. -ButterChicken Lover