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My mom calls at the most inconvenient times.
"Oh, you're on your way to a chemistry exam? Well, let's talk about Aunt Rhonda's funeral."
"Oh, you're in class? Well, I didn't really need anything."
"Oh, you have an impossible exam in an hour? I need to tell you how well Jessi's appointment at the vet went."
"Oh, you're still in the Klezmer band rehearsal that I interrupt every Monday night? Just called to say I love you!"
It's funnier than it is actually anger-provoking. She's just truly, horribly bad at this.
Speaking of that impossible exam...I'm wasting my own time now. Microtubules, ahoy!
"Oh, you're on your way to a chemistry exam? Well, let's talk about Aunt Rhonda's funeral."
"Oh, you're in class? Well, I didn't really need anything."
"Oh, you have an impossible exam in an hour? I need to tell you how well Jessi's appointment at the vet went."
"Oh, you're still in the Klezmer band rehearsal that I interrupt every Monday night? Just called to say I love you!"
It's funnier than it is actually anger-provoking. She's just truly, horribly bad at this.
Speaking of that impossible exam...I'm wasting my own time now. Microtubules, ahoy!