My wife's uncle used to be married to Norman Mailer's daughter. When my wife was eleven, her family visited his house. In his house,
Mailer had one of those
fiendishly difficult puzzles in which you attempt to remove as many pegs as you can from a board by jumping over them with other pegs. Bored with the adult
conversation in the
famous author's
living room, the future Mrs. Whiptail spent about four hours solving the
peg puzzle. Puzzle finally solved, with all but one peg removed from the board, she brought it in to show the adults. Mailer, having been previously unable to solve it himself, expressed condescending disbelief that she had actually done it.
She's been peeved at him ever since.