Why I have the best mother in the world and you don't.

Conversation between my mother and myself on thursday, Feb. 19th, 2009.

-Kendra! What are you doing here?
+I got laid off. I came here for support and noone was here...(I start to cry)
-Oh honey. Come here. You AND your sister. Jamie came over and couldn't figure out how to open the back door! I found her crying in the garage! (she starts to laugh.)
+Mom! Its scary! My life sucks!
-Your life doesn't suck! (She is still laughing.)
+It does too! Ready the spare room, I might have to move back in.
-Oh no you don't! Here, take the paper.
+Fine, I will. There are NO JOBS. NONE. I shall have to be someone's slave.
-Okay. You can be our slave. Stop eating all that food!
+I have to! I am UNEMPLOYED.
-You can shop in the food storage. Don't take anything really good. (She starts laughing again.)
+Mom, I wanted to scream out. "YOUR ALL NEXT!" They were really mean.
-(She laughs)
+I don't know what to do. This dumb lady at work kept saying to me "I am really worried. I am REALLY getting worried now!" AS I WAS CLEANING OUT MY DESK. You mean, you are WORRIED that what is happening to me MIGHT happen to you?
-(She keeps laughing.)
+I am going to file for unemployment. I might lose my car. I will have no money.
-(She keeps laughing.)
+I don't know what to do. I think I will try to panhandle. Give me all your spare change!
-You will be able to find a job! (She is still laughing.)
+Sure. I can always start stripping.
- (She stops laughing.) Here, I found a dime in the couch. You take it. Put it in your pocket. (She starts laughing again.)
- I start laughing.
Strangely, I feel better.