I want to take this opportunity to apologize to anyone who has ever been a victim of my inability to remember that the teapot is on. I am sorry.
It's true. When I was younger and I had nightmares about fires, I would wake up in the middle of the night and check downstairs to make sure this wasn't happening to my house. Sound like a little much? Yeah, I didn't like it either. Although I will say there have been a few times this fear has turned out to be helpful. I'm not as scared as I used to be, but I don't appreciate when people are dumb with fire.
Anyway. There you go: my fear of fires + my irresponsible habit = don't line up. I apologize.