Thursday, July 28, 2011
Overheard in the checkout line: "ya know, I worked, I slaved, I RUINT my health for thirty years, and the thanks I get from those two ungrateful kids? Nuthin. I put my daughter through school, my son through college, not once did either of them come to me and say, 'ma, thanks, you did a great job.' Mother's day? I get a card, for crissakes, my DAUGHTER has to be somewhere else, can't even spend time with her mother, my son showed up for ten minutes and left, and there I am (pending tears here) all alone on a day that HONORS MOTHERS." (sympathetic murmurs from her new best friend) NEVER brought their friends around, how do I know what kind of trash they're hanging out with, I worried over them, fed them, and never a thank you. Kids, I don't know why I kept it up, (murmur murmur) all the thanks you get, that's all I can say..."
Posted by mittens at 7:05 AM