I had lunch with Barak Obama

Not really. What really happened was that my mum and uncle and I went to lunch the other day at Big River, a semi-snooty but very tasty upish scale restaurant. The whole time my mum was glancing at the table behind me, and near the end of our meal, when the guests at that table left the room, mum said, "that was Michelle Obama's brother. I was watching him on the news yesterday." Apparently he coaches something here, basketball maybe. Then I was joking how that sort of story tends to grow in the retelling and that if I were to tell people that I saw Michelle Obama's brother at a restaurant during lunch, a few days later the story would be that I had lunch with Barak Obama. Voila.