[gmku]

Okay, well, this one time, in this room I'd just moved into across town from my parents, I had my new girl over on a date, and things had progressed, and we were feeling cozy under the sheets, when the door swings open and then shut again. Imagine our alarm. So that Sunday I'm visiting my parents for dinner and I learn over the course of dinner that my parents are very curious about what girl I'm seeing now. Uh, yeah. Turns out the door-opener was my kid brother (14) who'd dropped by for a "surprise" visit.

And as it turns out, this is the girl I marry a year later.

That's not quite as funny, but stupid stuff like that used to happen to me all the time. Later that same winter, my kid brother kept trying to drop in on me at my new room only to find me always gone. Then he started seeing my bike always parked in front of my girlfriend's apartment, put 2 and 2 together, and next time I'm at my parents house I get the third-degree about "what my rent is costing me" these days.

See, my parents could never just be direct about things. It made reality too harsh or something.