Jeff could probably write this post better than I could. This was a classic interaction between Jeff and my Mother that left him wondering "why doesn't everyone treat me like a prince". I am happy to report though that after this happened, they sort of bonded. My dad and I think they came to a silent, mutual position of WTF.
Jeff "So Mrs. Wishart, I'm really enjoying living here..." this opening line may be made up. All I know is that Jeff and I were sitting around in the kitchen, enjoying a glass of Root 1. He tried to initiate conversation with my mom. Please insert any useless sentence as an opening liner.
Judy "Well Jeff that's good. You know I'm not thrilled about you living here"
Jeff "I understand but its just temporary"
And now, my sweet mother, puts down her pen and paper and looks Jeffrey directly in the eye
Judy "You know, I was happy when you and Laura broke up. In fact, I told her to not get back with you. Date, see what else is out there. I still tell her that. Should be looking around. That is how I feel about this whole thing".
BOTH Jeff and I were bamboozled. With this, she picks back up her pen and continues to grade her sweet little Fourth grader's spelling tests, complete with smiles and stickers. I just sat there stunned. Poor Jeff gulped his wine in one swift sip.
Welcome to the monkey house.
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It seems wine chugging is a common theme is these posts.
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