i remember when i was little and i had to microwave something iβd always ask my mom how much time i needed to microwave it. like i thought at some point adults just learned the right amount of time to microwave anything. she was always right too so i believed her. now iβm an adult and i realized she didnβt know the right times for stuff. she just made it up. sheβd be like, βi donβt know, a minute thirty?β and iβd walk away like, βwow how did she know that?β i used to think microwave times were like cooking laws you never broke. now i just throw shit in the microwave and set it on a whim. one minute? two minutes? four minutes? who cares? nothing is what you think it is.Β