So the other night I can̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t sleep, so I go downstairs and pour a bowl of cereal and decide I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ll eat it in my room while I watch Conan. After I pour my cereal, I turn the lights back off and it̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s pitch black as I walk up the stairs to my bedroom. By the way, I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m only wearing a pair of silk shorts. So I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m trying to balance my bowl of cereal in the dark so I don̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t spill, thinking I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m doing okay. When I reach the top of the stairs, the bowl tips and I feel it spill all over my shorts. So I walk back downstairs to grab a rag and clean up. I find a roll of paper towels and I pick up all the cereal inside it and walk downstairs to throw it away and put my bowl in the sink. Then I start to clean up the milk on the floor and on my shorts. Well this is near my parents̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ bedroom, and as I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m cleaning, I hear them having sex. Being male, I start to get an erection at the sounds of sex, despite the fact that I know it̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s my parents having the sex. So I try to tune it out and hurry up with the spilt milk. In the midst of all this, I start to have a coughing fit. A result of ceareal in throat. A minute later, my mom opens her bedroom door - wrapped in a blanket - and sees me standing there with an erection bulging through my shorts, which are still wet with a seeping liquid, and a paper towel in my hand dripping white stuff, all outside her bedroom door where she and my dad were just having sex. I̢̢̮ââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ve never thought seriously about running away from home until that night.[/copypasta] So my question is to you, have you ever been in the wrong place, at the wrong time?