That’s What She Said.

Driving along in the car with my mom.  She’s driving.  I’m in the front passenger’s seat.  It’s a warm spring day in Colorado.  Just painting the scene for you.

Because then she casually turned to me and said, “Are you having an affair?”

You can imagine I was taken aback by this.  I mean, it’s a fair and reasonable question, and if she thinks I’m having an affair, I’d like to clarify: no, I am not having any kind of an affair with anyone.”What?!”  I turned my head in her direction, slightly stunned by the question.

“What? What made you ask me that question?!  No, I am not, I assure you.”

She adjusted the air vents, and that’s when I learned what she had actually asked me: “You have enough air?”

Oh.  Well, in that case. Yes.  I am fine.