The truth is, a water boil is a great equalizer. Rich or poor, we all end up boiling the same pot, complaining about the same inconvenience. It’s a weird, communal inconvenience that makes you appreciate the magic of pressurized, treated water most of the time.
I still have a scar from a steam burn I got during a particularly dramatic boil. Every time I see it, I remember the week I made 70 cups of tea just to stay hydrated. I don’t even like tea.
So next time you hear that robocall, take a breath. Fill your biggest pot, crank the stove, and embrace the madness. You’ll emerge on the other side with slightly more calloused hands, a stronger immune system, and a story that makes everyone nod and say, “Oh, I know exactly what you mean.”
