Zack
“I don’t think that’s the right way, Andy,” I told my senior.
“What? You’re sure? The instruction clearly said half of a teaspoon. See?” He pointed to the word half of teaspoon.
“I know that but we already tried a thousand times and we still didn’t make it. There’s got to be something wrong with the ingredients. Try a quarter and you’ll see,” I said. Andy looked at me in disbelief. Not trusting the junior, huh? Or maybe he always did everything based on the instruction. Based on order. Jeez. I wouldn’t be surprised anymore if I learned he never took a risk on everything.
“All right. Let’s try,” he gave up and did as I suggested to him. Giving a splash of the vinegar, a quarter of a teaspoon of it. He put the liquid slowly into the mixture. He sighed after he was done. The hell? He
