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Me: Mom, I need help. New World called the other day asking me to sub in the middle of October, so I checked my school schedule and think it'll be okay, but if I go, I might have to miss 2 orchestra rehearsals, and I know our orchestra manager won't let me do that...so I'll probably have to call in sick. Then again, I might not be put in that specific orchestra. But if I say yes to New World and end up having to back out, I'll have to reimburse them for the plane ticket. So do you think I should take the chance? I really want to go to Miami...
Mom: Mm. I don't know. SO! I was thinking of making zucchini bread today.
Then I go look for my dad to ask his opinion and find him lying belly up on the couch, snoring with his mouth wide open. It is a strange, surreal day when my little sister is the voice of reason in this household.
V: I saw your car parked, and I was thinking, "Is that Jennifer?" Then I saw one of the wheels on the curb, and I went, "Yep, that's Jennifer."
Dad's friend: So your daughter goes to New England Conservatory?
Dad: Yes. Wait, no. Wait, yes.
*phone rings*
Mom: Hello?
Mei: Jennifer?
Mom: ...no, this is Jennifer's mom. Who is this?
Mei: Oh, hi Mom. This is Julianne.
