Whenever I go out to dinner with my octogenarian parents, at the end of the meal my mother always says “well, I hope we can do this again some time” in front of the waitress using her best “you’re a neglectful son” frail old woman tone of voice. I live with my parents.

Secret panel…

Now we’re sleeping in the same bed without clothes on. Peculiar!

I will intentionally walk the wrong direction just to avoid this situation.

Yesterday I followed a person about 20 miles to the same exact destination.

When I left I followed someone else 30+ miles and they were going 3 blocks where I was going.

The worst is when you hold the door for someone and walk out to your car and they parked next to you.

Why can’t I quit you?..