I remember once I had to convince my grandma that I am not some sex and drug crazed teenager. I had asked her if I could go to this warehouse that my friends dad owned. We were going to play around and use the computer and have fun. She was being paranoid and thinking I was going to be doing all this bad stuff. She thought I was going to be making out, smoking weed, and things of that nature. I was so mad because there was absolutely no reason for her to think any of that because I had never broken her trust before so I was just like WHERE ARE YOU GOING THIS STUFF FROM!? I kind of went off slightly and was telling her that there was no reason for her to be thinking that and how mad it made me so angry and how offencive it was and hurtful that she would not believe me. I guess she felt bad and said "fine" eventually and she was right to trust me. She is still like that to this day and I have no clue why.