I hate microwaves. I hate how they look. I hate what they do to food. (Although, I will use them if in an absolute pinch and there's no alternative.) But when I moved into my current apartment, there's was one already installed over the counter. With some precarious climbing and scrambling, I removed it, rejiggered the shelves, and created open-shelving, much more conducive to how I like to organize my kitchen. And created a perfect cubby for my wall clock. Just one of the many things I obsess over.