Funny motivational speaker Amy Dee Blogs,
“I love fish,” she said, blocking traffic in the middle of the aisle to grab a sample of salmon. “Let’s move your cart over here,” I responded, pushing her cart to the side so a growing line of people could pass.
“I love fish so much I can eat it three times a day, even for breakfast,” she continued “As a child, I would get so excited when the fish man came to the house,” she continued, “I just love fish.”
“Yes, you really do,” I said, biting my tongue so I wouldn’t add that she’s told this story 732,000 times. BREAKING NEWS!!! MY MOM LOVES FISH! I thought to myself. Mom is 86, she repeats herself, often.
It was Saturday, and we were on our weekly errand run: Sam’s Club, grocery store, TJ Maxx, etc. Mom and I have lots of fun together, but after a sleepless night, I was irritable.
“Look at him, he’s so fat, poor man,” she whispered super loudly, pointing out a very overweight man. “Shhhh, Mom, he can hear you!” I admonished her. “I was whispering,” she said, whispering even louder. “He can’t hear me, poor fat-man,” she continued as I guided her shopping cart away from Fat-Man.
We had lunch at the bistro where my daughter works part-time,
“I’ll have a vanilla latte,” I ordered and then waited for my drink. “Ok, Mom, I’ll make it, but will you please wait over here so everyone else can order?” Sofi asked, motioning me to stand aside. I hadn’t seen the line behind me.
Later, Sofi joined us during her midday break.
“Is that the guy you were talking about?” I whispered. When Sofi didn’t answer me, I whispered louder, “That guy sitting at the table over there, is he that one you were talking about?”
Red-faced, Sofi said, “Mom, please stop; he can hear you.”
“I was whispering,” I said.
Sofi shook her head and visibly bit her tongue.
