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OMG.
My mom over dinner: "Hey, so you're knitting right? I don't suppose that you'd have a shawl ready for Tuesday"
Me: *hopeful look, trying to play it cool*
Mom: "...for the birthday of this old lady I know. I don't know what else I can give her. I'll buy it from you."
Burn. BURN! Each sentence as it came out! A knife! Through my heart! A BURNING KNIFE.
My mom over dinner: "Hey, so you're knitting right? I don't suppose that you'd have a shawl ready for Tuesday"
Me: *hopeful look, trying to play it cool*
Mom: "...for the birthday of this old lady I know. I don't know what else I can give her. I'll buy it from you."
Burn. BURN! Each sentence as it came out! A knife! Through my heart! A BURNING KNIFE.