My mom is auditing a SF class at her local college. She takes lots of classes this way. It's free and keeps her active.
She's reading a book by a well-known award winning SF writer--an alternate history that the teacher's raving over and Mom frankly finds boring (which is why I'm not dropping a name here).
But I was all, "[Insert famous author's name here]?? I was on a panel with [famous author] last fall." Once I got to thinking about it, I realized I was on that panel with a load of award winning writers.
So Mom was all duly impressed, thinks I'm Somebody, and is going to tell her teacher, even though I have no idea how I ended up on this panel--it wasn't something I know a lot about--and felt like a poser the whole time.