She Finally Clicked
(My Mom and I have just gotten out of a driving seminar, and she’s quizzing me on what we learned.)
Mom: “So, how are you supposed to hold the wheel?”
Me: “4 and 8. Mom—”
Mom: *interrupting* “And how many passengers are you allowed to have in the car at one time?”
Me: “One until I’m eighteen, after that three until I’m twenty. Mom—”
Mom: “And are you allowed to even answer a phone while driving?”
Me: “No, but Mom—”
Mom: “Stop interrupting me!”
Me: “But you’re not wearing a seatbelt.”
Mom: “Oh.”
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