One day, I was 16 or so, I happened to spill three glasses of milk or water etc. in the course of one day. A cup of coffee spilled at breakfast, maybe a glass of milk at dinner, and a then another glass of milk … Little did I know but with each spill my paranoid dad was getting ever more paranoid. After the third one, he gets this bug-eyed look and yells, “ARE YOU ON DRUGS?!!!” and I just burst out laughing, infuriating him.
