When I was 17ish, my mom called me into the living room. Mom: "I have something to tell you and I don't want you to be mad." Me: "Huh?" Mom: "It's something that... Well, all my classmates were doing it!" Me: "What?" Mom: *sheepish look* "I got a tattoo."
I couldn't help throwing in a "if all your classmates were jumping off a bridge would you do that too??" which cued my mother to the absurdity of the conversation. Oh, old people.
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Date: 2011-03-20 11:44 am (UTC)Mom: "I have something to tell you and I don't want you to be mad."
Me: "Huh?"
Mom: "It's something that... Well, all my classmates were doing it!"
Me: "What?"
Mom: *sheepish look* "I got a tattoo."
I couldn't help throwing in a "if all your classmates were jumping off a bridge would you do that too??" which cued my mother to the absurdity of the conversation. Oh, old people.