My mother is amazing. I was home last night and I watched her cook eggs, bacon, waffles, oatmeal, toast, and set the table. All in 15 minutes. I did help with the toast and bacon, but still… it might have taken her 18 minutes without my help.
Today, a coworker got up off his computer, proclaiming “I’m going to go make toast.” He returned 30 minutes later, having made toast and eating it. 30 minutes. He was nice enough to make toast for me and another guy, but still… 30 minutes.
If I could somehow package and sell my mother’s super powers (without depriving her of them, of course) I’d become a billionaire in no time at all.