Jul 10, 2007 14:36
Scene-
Eating lunch. I'm sitting at the counter looking at the myriad of pills that are arranged in a bowl. I have a bottle in my hand.
mom-"That one's for hair loss"
me- (holding another bottle) "That's what this one is for"
mom-"There are 3 kinds, because I'm losing my hair. I don't know why."
me-"It's because you're going crazy."
mom-"I thought the chicken was good." (She walks upstairs)