A parent was making a breakfast of fried eggs for their teenage son. Suddenly the boy bursts into the kitchen.
"Careful! CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my goodness! You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my! They're splattering, hurry cover them, COVER THEM, COOOOVVVEERRR THHEEEEMMM ALREADY.
Careful! CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL!
You need to listen! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You always forget to salt them.
Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!"
The parent stared at him. "What's wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"
The son calmly replied, "So now you know what it feels like when I'm trying to play baseball."