SILENCE CAN BE DEAFENING. ESPECIALLY when your mother is on the other end of the phone.
“You’re making how much?” Her voice flat-lined.
“Well, that’s just it. I did get the job . . . the only thing is, it’s not really a job yet, more like a job/internship/competition.”
“Are you getting paid or not?”
“Well, it’s for free until she decides to hire me or the other guy, Mom.”
If a tree falls in the forest and no one hears it, did it fall? And if your mother doesn’t answer you, was she angry or on the other end of the phone at all? Finally, I heard breathing. “Perhaps the circus option would have been more profitable, but if this makes you happy. . . .” It is a given that my debut into the workforce was neither ...