I heard it again today. Actually I didn’t hear anything, it was a text.
DD: How long do I bake these things.
Inner voice: What things?
DD: The roly things with pie crust.
Inner voice: Haven’t we talked about this at least a dozen times?
Me: “Until they look done.” I was driving and that was the best response I could give based on stoplight time – driving and texting is bad, bad, bad!