2004-01-09

7:09 p.m.


Genius

My mother called me at work wanting to know if I had seen a box she misplaced. Of course, noticing my lack of enthusiasm at hearing her voice, she asks how I am.

Now I don’t want to hurt her feelings by saying something like, "great until you called", so I spout off something about a kidney infection and a docts appt I have later to put her off the track.

Bad idea, because as I am sitting in my office she goes into a 10 minute rant about wearing clean underwear and not taking baths unless my tub is ASOLUTELY SPOTLESS.

I want to tell her that kinky sex caused it, not dirty underwear...thankyouverymuch but I prefer not to discuss such things at the office, so I am forced to listen to her advice on hygiene, while I am still trying to figure out how I ended up being responsible for her missing box (the cause of all my suffering) when suddenly she adds:

"and if you don’t find it I will be forced to come over there and look for it myself...."

The ending of this sentence hung in the air....

We both knew she had just won.

She had just guaranteed that I would find it for her...AND in the meantime forced me to listen to her 10 minute lecture on cleanliness without protest....or interruption.

Damn

Maybe she is not as dumb as I thought.




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