Once I borrowed my brother's watch because I needed to know the time for when I was catching the bus. And while walking through town, I bumped into a mate of mine. He said "Is that your watch?" And I said "No, it's my brothers."
Not the same type of story, unfortunately, but still gripping and enlightening.
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