Unfiltered Story #364519

(My family is at a sushi restaurant, and my brother decides he wants sashimi.)

Me: “Are you sure? That’s just slices of raw fish.”

Brother: “Oh no, there’ll be rice and stuff too.”

Me: “Um… no. Sashimi isn’t sushi. It’s literally just slices of fish.”

Brother: “No, it’ll have rice and stuff! I know what I’m doing!”

(I shrug and let him order his sashimi. When the waitress delivers our meals, she sets in front of him a plate that, sure enough, contained absolutely nothing but slices of fish. He finally conceded that I was right, and ordered a bowl of rice to go with it.)