On the phone
My parents are Korean. These are our conversations. Or how I remember them.
MOM: You like nerd?
ME: What?
MOM: Nerds? You like nerds?
ME: Like the candy?
MOM: What candy?
ME: What the hell are you talking about?
MOM: Dad went to hospital found pretty nerds.
ME: You mean nurse!
MOM: Yes.
ME: I’m not gonna go on a date with someone dad found at a hospital.
MOM: She work there. She a nurse.
ME: So?
MOM: So she take care of you.
ME: I don’t need anyone to take care of me.
MOM: What if you hurt?
ME: I have insurance.
MOM: She want meet you.
ME: You told her I was a doctor, didn’t you?
Silence.
ME: Mom, I am not a doctor. I am a therapist.
MOM: Same thing.
ME: No it’s not!
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