Interesting thing happened to me this morning. Got up, went to the kitchen, flipped a switch and waited for the iron to get hot - needed to iron a shirt. After a moment - or a hundred - I noticed, from somewhere, a distinctive sound of the kettle boiling. I looked over at the iron, then I turned my head to the kettle and it dawned upon me. I'd been waiting...for the kettle to boil while the iron, in it's own silent way, rolled it's eyes at me - and I knew - It was me, I was dummy in this here situation, outsmarted by my iron who must have been in cahoots with the kettle, I mean that's the only way I could figure it out. Then, I flipped the correct switch - checked twice and affirmatively glanced at the bloody cheeky iron - who I'm convinced - was looking at me. I ironed my shirt and got the hell outta there - being outwitted by your kitchen appliances so early in the morning was not something I wanted any more of!
then, I promptly left.