When I was maybe 7 or 8 my parents were in their room "talking". Well, craving attention like any child does, I wasn't content with not being part of the conversation. I took a credit card and slid it through the door, probably something I saw on tv.

To this day, I remember the looks on my parents' faces. I looked at both of them and said "So what were you guys talking about?". I shut the door, and they stayed in their for a little while, probably talking about me.

Crazy how everything works out in the end.