I was at a hotel with a special friend and in the middle of a passionate intercourse the microwave made the sound of buttons being pushed and the start button being pressed. The microwave turned on for like thirty seconds and then stopped. Nobody else was in the room.
The thought occurred to me that a ghost was in the room, but I was more interested in matters of the flesh. I wanted to stay in the room longer, but my friend insisted we leave.
I checked on the internet to see if microwaves malfunctioned in this manner, but only found one incident in a home where the occupants decided to throw away the microwave, not seek repair.
It seemed to me the "ghost" was saying my special friendship is over through the microwave event and that was the last time I met with my special friend so perhaps that is true.
Alas.
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