Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Pamela's Mother

This morning's telephone conversation went something like this.

Me: Hi Mr M, I'm Lillian's sister.

Mr M: Yes, what can I do for you? BTW, what's your name again? You're Pamela's mother, right?

What a cheek! He remembered my daughter's name but forgot mine. That's life. It's always easier to remember the names of sweet, young things. I should be offended.

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