Teatime
Sometimes I do stupid things, or at least things that could outwardly be described as stupid. I do things and forget I've done them; move things and forget I've moved them. In this way I am no different than other humans. So, while puttering about, I realise that my mouth is dry, and that it is time for a cup of tea. So it's off I go to the kitchen to put the kettle on. As soon as I get up, what do I hear but the steam escaping from the kettle. Apparently I'd already set the water to boil.