Indeed, you may be thinking “she should know better.” And you may well be right.
But consider this: I simply discovered the flour here. I had no idea this was your flour. You keep your flour in the pantry, so whose flour was this? I wondered.
Or was it even flour at all? My mind began to swirl with doubt. A suspicious package, an unusual location — maybe it was a bomb… meant for you!
I had to know! I couldn’t bear that my owner — my kind, benevolent owner — might perish due to my neglect! With no thought for my safety, I slashed at the package!
Anyway, it turned out to be flour. So when’s dinner?
“Left a bag of flour on the side for 10 mins and this is what happened,” says drew_anywhere.