So ... I'm on the phone with my (super professional, highly educated, I should point out) mom, and we're in the middle of a conversation about work or dinner or something mundane.
There's an unusual break in conversation, and she says ...
"Oh my God, this is too funny ... I'm reading the obituaries, by the way."
Me: Mom!
Mom: I've come to that point in my life. It makes me feel good to read the obits. Because I'm not dead.
Me: Mom!
Mom: What? Come on, listen. This is really funny. This person's last name ... Titsworth!
Me: Mother!
Mom: Come on. Titsworth. That's her last name! Can you imagine?
Me: Was her last name, and can't believe you're making fun of a dead lady's name. Don't you think she got enough flack for it when she was alive?
Mom: I'm sorry. You're right. But it is funny.
*pause*
*snicker*
Mom: Oh my God! Smallwood!
Me: Goodbye, Mom.
*click*
Your mom sounds like she'd be fun at a party.
ReplyDeleteBut I mean..Titsworth? I cant' say I blame her. I'm a terrible person.
ReplyDeleteHow about Cockburn or Cockwell?
ReplyDeletehahahah I'm the same way! My bff called me recently scared to death bc she had a meeting with a Mrs. "Slutsky" no joke....love your blog!
ReplyDeleteYour mom is a trip.
ReplyDeletehahahahahaha
ReplyDeleteUm...YOUR last name is P, so...you know. Glass houses and all that.
ReplyDeleteI'd totally make fun of that shit too....
ReplyDeleteHaha! You'd think reading the obituaries would be far from funny.
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ReplyDeleteyour mom wins this week's amazingly brilliant award. titsworth.
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