Friday, March 23, 2007

Love for the Grandmother

Today I talked to my grandmother and she was asking me about the guy I've been dating. I got the usual questions. How old is he? Where does he work? When I named the place he works, she said, "Oh, so does he get you the inside dope?"

I started laughing, because I don't think I've ever heard my grandmother use the word dope in any context. She suddenly got flustered and said, "I didn't mean like a drug, I meant, you know. You know what I meant! Samantha, it meant something else in my day." As she continued I kept laughing harder. I don't think I've ever witnessed my grandmother lose her composure.

I told her "No, he doesn't really give me any dope. But I'll ask if he can get some for you."

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