A collection of the best awkward-pose-in-the-kitchen moments I’ve had to experience in my life
The internet is a truly beautiful community, sometimes. Recently, I’ve been obsessed with the abundance of collective life experiences revealed through the new evolution of memes—namely, of the Kevin James and Eric Stonestreet genre.
We’ve all seen the astounding meme of Kevin James posing in the kitchen, hands in pockets, smoulder on, looking as snazzy as ever. Similarly, both Modern Family viewers and not have been blessed with the image of Eric Stonestreet jumping around and looking like a middle-aged woman waiting to seat her family at dinner. My new Roman Empire is the thought process behind these photographs—when were they taken? Where were they taken? Why were they taken?
Nonetheless, I feel very connected to these memes and would LOVE to share all the life moments that made me feel like Kevin or Eric.
My Top Kevin Moments
I am so proud of my specially curated Caffiends setlist, and you WILL make my day by pointing it out.
- Me when I cook for my roommates ‘something special.’
The “something special” in question being mysterious banana pancakes that look like they were made by a five-year-old in a toy kitchen. - Me when I volunteer as tribute to dunk my head in ice-cold water for 45 seconds in the physiology lab.
I love guinea pigging as a service to my peers. - Me when my family members ask me how my husband is doing and how fourth year in medical school is going (I am but a third-year undergraduate student—no prospective groom)
The distinction between Undergraduate and Medical school seems to elude too many of my family members that I have begun to succumb to the delusion with them. - Me when I bring back all the leftover pizza from my events so my roommates can feast.
I’m a hunter-gatherer in a tight-knit community—what can I say?
My Top Eric Moments
- Me (F: 19 years old) when my mom tells the doctor about my tummy ache.
All the independence in my body DISSIPATES when my mom is in the picture. - Me when the self-checkout at Dollarama doesn’t work, and I’ve scanned my tissue paper box 17 times.
There is no experience more humbling. - Me when my roommate and I clog the toilet and need to tell our superintendent about it.
The man is a trooper, that’s for sure. I feel truly awful about it, but oh well! C’est la vie. - Me when I submit a VSEF for an event with a $1000 budget.
I’m an expensive gal with expensive ideas. What can I say… - Me when I have to email Celena to tell her that I did no work on my silly article but promise to get it done by 5 pm today
Hi Celena, if you read this, keep on doing the work you do queen you’re amazing thanks for letting me write <3