Okay, so my mother used to work two jobs when I was in middle school. One made her very late on Wednesday nights. It was my responsibility to cook. Since I was pretty young, and she had always worked and never had a lot of time to show me how to cook, she bought a lot of items you could just pop into the oven and heat up. So I was reading one of them, it was a pork roast with gravy I think, it said to take it out of it's packaging, place it on a cookie sheet. It was in a box, and then plastic wrap, and then it had a nice little foil tray it sat in for baking. Unfortunately, I considered the baking tray as part of the packaging, and did not realize that the cookie sheet was just to keep grease from getting all over the bottom of the oven, so I dumped it out of the cooking sheet, and threw away all the packaging and the foil baking tray. When I checked on it an hour later, it, including the gravy, was burned to the cookie sheet.
I panicked and didn't know what to do, so I turned off the oven and left it. When my dad got home, he helped me clean it off, and mom had chinese waiting for her that evening.
