After wrestling with a jar of marinara sauce with no luck, I sent Mordechai with the jar to my neighbor's house so she could try her hand at getting it open. He came back a few minutes later with the opened jar.
Me: Oh, wow, great. How'd she get it open?
Mordechai: Oh, she had this can opener thing she used to twist it open.
Me: Well, isn't it great to have good neighbors?
Mordechai (shrugs, as if to say, "yeah, whatever."): It's even better to have a can opener.