I can’t really tell why I can’t forget that man…
He was my friend’s father… We went to the same high school and she was also my neighbor.
One day I called her to see if we can go out together to the mall so that I can shop for some clothes and other things I needed. She said: “OK, but I have to take my dad’s permission first because he’s off from work today and he’s staying home and I won’t be able to fool him.”
She asked me to talk to him and convince him.
I told her it was fine with me. After all, I did it tons of times before.
However, this man turned out to be an exception.
First of all, he asked for all my details, and if I wasn’t underage, he would have asked for my ID number! He then kept inquiring about my father and my siblings … and kept asking other questions that are usually asked by demographics officials who are trying to count Egypt’s population!
I waited for him to finish then I told him about going out to the mall… Guess what he said …

Uncle: Mmmm… Can I ask you a favor?
Me: Yes, sure.
Uncle: Can I follow you?

What the hell!
Follow us!
“Uncle If you open your daughter’s wardrobe, you’ll find my short dress, that I wear at home… and by the way she borrowed it a month ago and didn’t give it back till now.
Your daughter didn’t go to school yesterday… she gave me her bag and went out with her boyfriend all day!
Uncle, do you know that whenever your daughter sits with a book to study, she always puts a teenage novel inside it!
Do you know that everything you tell your daughter to do… she does exactly its opposite!
Do you know anything about your daughter?!”
Of course all of this was in my head, and I didn’t really say that to him. However I managed to tell him: “Oooh.. Uncle, I totally forgot. I have an appointment with my dentist tonight.”