I can’t believe I forgot to talk about this…

You may remember that several months ago, I posted that my little brother was working at the same TV station as assboy’s brother-in-law. Little brother met him briefly, early in his employ there, but there was no indication of recognition. (For anyone who doesn’t know us, little brother looks a LOT like me. When he was in the musicals in high school and wearing stage makeup, his friends called him Erin.)

I didn’t really expect anything different. The BIL (weatherboy) is probably the most self-absorbed person I know.

Anyway, little brother heard that weatherboy and his wife recently had a baby. I said “If you run into him again, tell him I said congratulations.”

The week before little brother left to go to the new station, he did.

“Oh, by the way, my sister wanted to congratulate you and C on the new baby,” my brother said.

“Oh? Who’s your sister?

Little brother said the look on weatherboy’s face when he said my name was priceless.

Ah, to have been a fly on that wall…