Last summer I was in the car with my cousin Dave and his family. We were talking poker. I had just reccounted a hand I played in 2003. The conversation went about like this:
Dave: I think I was at that table.
Kevin: Oh, yeah. You were there. You were in seat 9.
Dave: That's right. I was in seat 9.
Shelley: Oh my gosh. You two.
For some reason I find this quite amusing.