When your college student (you know, the one who is pulling mostly A’s and a couple B’s and works part-time to help pay for school, the one who is coming home this summer to save money) calls home, excited about the internship she just snagged for the summer and she announces that it’s not a paid internship, but it’s going to be great experience and look amazing on her resume…
Your first response should NOT be: “What are you going to do for money this summer?”
Epic fail, Jane.
I used to teach teenagers. They taught me a lot. About pop culture. The latest music. And they shared with me their sophomoric sense of humor. Which I was always tickled by.
And it doesn’t help that I watch shows like Dexter where the f-word is dropped every other sentence. While I was teaching I did a pretty good job of cleaning up my potty mouth. When I became a mother? Even better.
But the off-color sense of humor? I think I still need a little work.
Eight and nine year old boys, packed in the car. Ready to go. Finally!
Pull out of the driveway. Close garage door. Ease into the street and Mommy says:
“And we’re off! Like a prom dress!”
Silence. (As she realizes what just came out of her mouth.)
Yes? (Said with deep trepidation.)
“What does ‘off like a prom dress’ mean?”
More silence as she scrambles for an age appropriate definition.
There isn’t one.