So I'm not liking the kitchen

I went to make some dinner last night on my break. I had picked up some pasta and chicken on the cheap and I figured that it would make a good dinner. So I go to fry up the chicken on our crappy stove and pans. Really, the things are just useless. I'm just about done cooking it, not really paying that much attention to things, when the fire alarm goes off. Normally, this would just be annoyance, not a big deal at all. Most people don't live above a pub that happens to share the same alarm system as the pub they live above. Shit. Luckily, it got shut off pretty quickly, so it wasn't a big deal. Though I have taken a fair amount of shit for it. Oh well, live and learn.