You know that feeling when something goes wrong and you immediately know it’s going to become a story you’ll be rehashing for years? That’s basically what happened to someone recently whose mate came over for a few drinks and decided to take over dinner prep—only to transform a brand-new glass cooktop into what looks like a Jackson Pollock painting of destruction.

The internet had a field day with it, naturally. And while I scrolled through the comments, I found myself genuinely torn between finding it hilarious and feeling genuinely sympathetic for everyone involved. There’s a lot to unpack here, and it’s not just about a ruined stove.

The internet has been buzzing with a particularly soapy situation today, and it’s bringing back some cringe-worthy memories from my early days of domestic independence. Picture this: a kitchen floor covered in an ever-expanding sea of bubbles, like something out of a 1960s sitcom. The culprit? The age-old confusion between dish soap and dishwasher detergent.

Looking at the photos shared online, I’m instantly transported back to my first apartment in Brunswick. Fresh out of share housing and finally having my own dishwasher, I made the exact same mistake. The sight of bubbles creeping under my kitchen door like some kind of domestic horror movie still haunts me to this day.