A Pressing Issue

I consider myself to be a vaguely intelligent person. Not top of the class, but not bad. Why is it, then, that despite having had at least three different people show me the correct technique, it still takes me fifteen minutes to iron a shirt?! What’s wrong with me? I know there’s a clever way you can pull it around the pointy end of the ironing board. I know that you can cunningly rotate it, enabling you to iron the entire shirt very quickly with a minimum of creases and arms and stuff getting in the way. I just can’t do it. It’s an undoable thing (heh). Robots. That’s what we need. Ironing robots. Steam-powered ironing robots! Gotta be efficient.