Those Who Bear Us, Overbear Us

| Related | September 22, 2012

(I am in a clothing store with my mother and wander off to look at some clothes. Five minutes later, I hear a message from the speakers.)

Speakers: “Will [my name] please come to the registers? [My name], your mother is looking for you.”

(I figure they mean someone else, but I still make my way towards the register. I’m quite surprised to see my mother standing there.)

Mother: “Darling! I was worried. You can’t just wander off on your own!”

(The cashier looks at me in disbelief. I take my mother by the arm and leave the store. For the record, I had just turned 19!)

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