- Are you already a grandfather? - she clarified. “Yes,” I answer, “it’s been two years now.” Julia was delighted: - Bring it here, our fiance is growing up, he’s also two years old! “Yes, we have a boy,” I say. Julia thought for a second and calmed down: - It makes no difference here. Indeed. But a joke is a joke, and the very posing of the question will give someone a stroke. Perhaps such a person should not live in San Francisco...