Overheard at my dinner table five minutes ago:
Dillon: Whose house do you think is more disorganized? Mine? Or yours?
Reiley: (his best friend…Â Thinking for a minute.) Mine.
Dillon: That’s impressive.
Me: Jerk!
Reiley: Are you talking to Dillon or Copernicus?
Me: Dillon. I work really hard to make our lives this organized.
Dillon: Ah. Okay. (Pause) …So whose room do you think is less organized? Mine? Or yours?
(And the conversation goes on…)