I was standing in line at the supermarket checkout last week. I turned around and saw a beautiful young woman who looked a little familiar. I told her that I thought I knew her, to which she replied, "Well you should remember me. You`re the father of one of my kids." I had to stop and think, and then it hit me. "New Years Eve - 2008. That rooftop party in San Diego! Wow! We got so high together, didn`t we? That was some night, huh? I guess I should have stayed in touch." She looked at me a little puzzled and said, "What are you talking about? I am your son`s pre-school teacher." Edit: children β kids