Keep an Eye On It

One time back in middle school, I was helping my mother in the kitchen to prepare for our Halloween party.  She told me to keep an eye on the oven for her while it cooked.  I sure as heck wasn't going to use my own eye, so I went around the neighborhood, looking for a dead squirrel, or cat or something.  I couldn't find one, unfortunately, and when I got back, my mother was yelling at me about letting the dinner burn.  I pointed out that she knows I can't multi-task and that she shouldn't have sent me off looking for eyes if she wanted me to keep the food from burning.  After that, I wasn't allowed back in the kitchen.