Doesn't fall far from the tree. Apparently shadiness is in my DNA. It runs in the family.
I was talking to my mom this week when she told me she was thinking about changing jobs. She works as a nurse in Labor & Delivery. She usually works the overnight shift, and she gets tired of it. So I was expecting to hear her say she was thinking about leaving the hospital to work at a clinic. I was wrong. My mom looks at me with a completely straight face and says...
"I think I'm going to start a phone sex company."
Me: "Excuse me?"
Mom: "Yeah. I'm already used to working nights and I figure it would be really easy. I've already thought of a name for the company: Night Nurses."
Me: *absolute and utter silence*
Mom: "I figure all I have to do is say things like 'Oh Baby' and ask questions."
Me: "Ask questions?"
Mom: "Yeah. Like 'do you know what I'm touching right now?' Things like that."
Me: "Please don't ever mention this conversation again. I feel sick to my stomach."
Of course, my mom was just joking. I think.