to smoke!! My mother will throw me into the grave!! to
I call her home today at 12. and silence. No one takes the cable.
I call the cell phone and it’s silent.
I start to worry: my mom is not young anymore, she lives with her grandmother, who is under 80 years old.
Half an hour later I got a phone call from my mom.
For the first 15 seconds, I listen to the intermittent breathing in the pipe, and I do not succeed. I manage to change my mind a lot, especially considering that the background of breathing is vague noise, nervous screams and child crying. Then finally came my mom. The voice collapses:
"I am in hell! This is a nightmare!! You can’t imagine what’s happening here!!and "
The first thought: Something with my grandmother, calls from the hospital.
Meanwhile, my mother continues:
I’m standing here, at the bread factory, in a row for the cupcakes from 8 in the morning, and they aren’t!!! You know, there is no!!! And I am standing!! There are only the small ones!! I don’t know when they’ll be big!! So many people here! Everyone is waiting!"
I say, "Go away immediately, I will bring you any bullshit you say in the evening!"
"No of course!! I am worthy!! I have to get it!!and "
To whom does she owe?
I am already silent about the fact that a person has 6 shops around the house, to the ceiling filled with all sorts of bulls, including from the mentioned bread factory. But no shit! We are not interested! We only recognize direct deliveries from the manufacturer, and will be suffocating for hours for what we can get in 5 minutes without stress.
The female logic. I love my mother.