me: I start my new job tomorrow.
mom: I'm sure they'll be nice to you on your first day.
pause.
mom (slight edge): Let's hope they continue to be nice to you after the first day.
silence.
OK, I *know* this was meant well. In fact, it started out in my mother's brain with incredible love and respect. And maybe you had to be there, but by the time it got to me, it was just all wrong. The funny thing is that I don't even need to put more money in the therapy fund after comments like this. I just need to vent a little, laugh a lot, and move on.
Truth to tell, I'm sure they will continue to be nice to me, maybe even into Wednesday and Thursday.
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