Cori and i were waiting in the checkout line at Walmart and there was a a nice lady behind us and Cori started talking to her. One thing led to another and the nice lady and i were exchanging pleasantries. Somehow we came to what we each do for a living. She works at KMart and i told her that i quit my job to take care of Cori.
She then said that she would love to be able to do that for her granddaughter who is about Cori's age.... I paused and said, "I am her Mother." There was an awkward silence and then she said, "Oh, well that's even better isn't it?" Apparently i need more moisturizer and another box of hair color!! Holy Cow!
2 comments:
There is no way that you look like a grandmother....LOL.
If you're a Grandma, I'm the decripit ol' great-Grandma they only drag out at the holidays...
HOO HOO, what a funny story, though, thanks for sharing! I would have LOVED to see the look on her face... hee heeeeee heee heeee......... ouch, it hurts now.
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