even though she’s technically retired, my mom volunteers at her favorite department store: Nordstrom
she takes the train into the city a few times a week and shines that sparkling smile and im all ma, youre retired, why you gotta work?
she says it keeps her young and vibrant, and she likes the deep discounts she gets.
so does my sweater
anyway, like any normal person at any normal retail outlet, she meets her fair share of negative situations and complains about them
to which i usually say quit quit quit!
today she rang me and asked if i was busy.
that usually frightens me because i expect the worst: the dog died, the boy has stopped hitting left handed, the cubs are putting up a giant video scoreboard
when she finally got to her purpose of calling she said
tony, i am the employee of the year.
i was all OF COURSE!!
obama and the NSA laughed.
im so proud of her. shes the best. always has been and they know how lucky they are that she works there.
and i know how lucky i am that shes my mom.