On Tuesday night E and I were asked if we were brother and sister!!!
The checkout-chick at Bunnings may have had some cause to ask this: we were engaged in that kind of vaguely adversarial humour that might well seem like the sibling thing to the unfamiliar eye.
Still. We were both greatly freaked out by the question:
“Are you two brother and sister?”
It struck me at the time that this person really needed to meet me in the company of my actual brother:
we are fairly easy-to-spot siblings.
On a mostly unrelated note: I should add to my rave about Skullcandy by pointing out that my Skullcandy ‘buds were a gift from E, who bought them off the ‘net. I don’t know a good retailer to buy them at in Melbourne, sadly.