The Flaming Bagel

Yesterday, as usual I was running late for class. Literally I was running...Anyway, I somehow talked myself into dashing to the caf, swiping some yogurt, and and continuing my marathon to my classroom. However, upon arriving in the caf it came my attention that they had failed to put out the yogurt on that fine morning. In my flustered state a decided a bagel would be the next best option and hastily threw one in the toaster. Then...disaster struck. I walked away for no more than 30 seconds to grab some coffee, only to return to a FLAMING bagel. Literally, flames billowing out of the toaster. It. Was. Horrible. The whole caf smelled like it was going to burn down, and of course everyone was starting to take notice of my situation. Fortunately on of the caf workers ran out with a fire extinguisher and a pair of tongs. I know you're wondering, but he didn't have to use the extinguisher thank God. He bravely reached in with a pair of tongs to remove the still flaming bagel. As he carried the culprit away, I said my "I'm sorry's" and decided to slip out with what little dignity I still had. I grabbed a replacement bagel (untoasted) and continued my dash to class, to which I miraculously arrived on time.