Never Disobey A Mother
(My family is living in England. We’re Americans. My brother is playing on the swings when my mother calls him over.)
Mom: “[Brother]!”
(My brother ignores her, keeps playing.)
Mom: “[Brother]! Get over here!”
(My brother keeps playing.)
Mom: “[BROTHER], GET OVER HERE, NOW!”
(As brother finally stops playing and comes over, so does some random British man.)
Man: “Do you need something?”
Mom: “What? Oh, no. I was calling my son!”
Man: “Ah, I guess we have the same name!”
Mom: *bewildered* “I’m clearly a stranger to you; why did you come over?”
Man: “You called my name in the ‘Mom Voice’! You don’t ignore the ‘Mom Voice,’ no matter what nationality you are!”
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