Mother%27s Bad Date ((top))

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My mother's bad date wasn't a failure. It was a victory lap. It was a 52-year-old woman remembering that she is strong, funny, and entirely too good for a man who thinks the moon is a hologram. mother%27s bad date

Your dignity is not up for negotiation. And you deserve scallops you actually ordered. 1/10 (lost a point for the coupon, gained a point for providing excellent family lore). Have you survived a mother’s bad date

But my mother had a different plan. She didn't run. She didn't cause a scene. She did something infinitely more powerful. She looked David directly in the eye, finished her glass of wine, and said: "David, I think you’re a very interesting person. But I need you to know that you just told me the earth is hollow while chewing with your mouth open, and you ordered me beets. I'm going to call an Uber. I hope you find the spiritual liver cleanse you're looking for." It was a victory lap

I texted back: "Mom, height doesn't matter."