One thing you can count on being extraordinarily hot is a Texas summer. Another thing you can guess may be extraordinarily hot (but sometimes fails to be) is fried fast food as it’s served. In both cases it seems like the proper response is to be prepared. But some people are foolish and some, perhaps crazy like a fox when it comes to it. Two little things from the past week.
It’s been hot, even by Texas standards this month. Where I am, we’ve had at least 16 days above 100F (38 Celcius) already and there’s little sign of any major changes coming our way. Of course, the average high is 95 or better until nearly the latter days of August, so it’s not too mind-bending. One thing that is that – and hand-burning – is how hot it gets inside parked cars during the day. That leads to the inevitable tragedies we hear of every year with children dying when left in a parked car in parking lots by “forgetful” parents.
Our car gets rather brutally hot, parked on a sunny street. It only takes one burnt thumb and forefinger to learn to either touch only the plastic part of the seatbelt when you get in, or to use something like a rolled up piece of clothing if you need to touch the metal clasp. Even the black steering wheel can cause an “ouchy” if you grip it too tightly until the air con kicks in, a few minutes after you take off. You get used to it and know how to deal with it. But it got me curious… just how hot is it? So, one day this week, I took our kitchen meat thermometer out and placed it on the dashboard about two hours before I needed to go out. As you can see from the picture above, the verdict is…
Nearly 160 degrees. Or about 70 Celcius for non-Americans. It actually rose above that the next time I did the same. About the same temperature you need chicken to be to declare it “cooked.” A good reminder why not being forgetful when it comes to children, or pets for that matter, inside cars in summer. And perhaps a possible new feature for upscale sedans – just put a metal griddle on the dashboard, and people can throw some bacon and an egg on it ten minutes before they want to leave and voila – brunch on the go!
People touching metal parts of a car interior this summer aren’t the only ones getting burned this summer though, it seems to me.
As you may have seen in the news last week, a McDonald’s in Florida was sued successfully for $800 000 by a mother who says her four-year old was dangerously burned and “scarred for life” when a hot Chicken McNugget fell on her leg as the mom passed the box of them to the child in the car.
The mother says her daughter, Olivia, sustained a second-degree burn on her thigh when the nugget fell on her. She also suggested that somehow the fried chicken bit got stuck between the leg and the seatbelt and couldn’t be dislodged. I for one would sure need to see some sort of visual demonstration of how an inch-wide chunk of meat can get stuck like that and not removable until it caused serious medical problems. McDonald’s, or at least the franchise owner, Upchurch Foods, had offered the family over $100 000, doubtless thinking that they’d probably spend close to that anyway, on lawyers if it went to court. But the burn-ee’s mother declined and somehow got the jury to side with her, giving her $400k for “pain and suffering” and an equal amount for “future pain”. They noted there was no prominent warning on the package saying contents were “dangerously hot” and, one might guess, urging people not to press hot chicken against one’s leg long enough to sustain a burn.
Now it seems to me that anyone who’s careless enough to pass supposedly boiling hot food to a small child in a car , expecting them to eat it carefully without supervision, someone who then couldn’t engineer flicking the piece out from where it was is not the type who’s likely going to change her behavior because there was “Warning : Hot” printed on the box or the take-out bag. And I’m not callous enough to not feel sorry for the kid, regardless of how bad that burn might really have been. But the restaurant manager notes they still see the family at their drive through and Olivia still orders McNuggets. Hardly seems like she was “scarred for life” by the event, does it? It seems like the one really getting burned in this case was the restauranteur.
What happened to personal responsibility? What happened to learning from mistakes? Did any of us grow up without at least once accidentally touching a hot stove or a plugged-in iron? Has anyone not popped something into their mouth straight out of a microwave and instantly needed to spit it out because their mouth was on fire? It happens. You learn from it and move on. Be more careful. Don’t touch a hot stove or iron. Wait for a bit before eating something with cheese that was being nuked for five minutes. Don’t serve small children dangerously hot food. We don’t sue the appliance maker or the food packager.
Ron White famously says “you can’t fix stupid.” But maybe he might ask “why would you want to if it pays so well?”
