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Friday, October 24th, 2008 06:23 pm
It's 6:20pm and the doorbell rings. This is never a good sign. Sure enough, when I open the door, there's a lone young woman with one of those leather-like folders that almost always means magazine subscription sales. I begin to prepare my polite go-away response.

Much to my astonishment, I am greeted with:

"I'm sorry for disturbing you. Is your mom or dad home?"
Saturday, October 25th, 2008 01:33 am (UTC)
I told her no, which I figured was the truth as I was alone in the house... but on further reflection, it was 9:20pm on the east coast and they probably were home.

I have, in many ways, turned into my mom -- including the acne well into middle age. Fortunately, though, I don't have myself as a daughter. That would be a little bit much for my brain to cope with.
Saturday, October 25th, 2008 02:26 am (UTC)
LOL. Congrats on being "carded" at home.