The other day I woke up with a startling revelation: my own mother is a Chick.
I know, RIGHT? GAH!!
Well, this certainly makes a lot of sense. No wonder I’ve such a strong aversion to anything chicky. I learned at an early age what the signs of Chickitude are. This also explains why people from high school always say how “sweet” my mom is and I am horribly confused. Who are they talking about? My mother has always been seething with resentment and jealousy! Who is this Nice Lady they talk about?
As it turns out, one of the Chick’s most powerful weapons is the Nice Lady façade that they display. Having grown up with it, I can see right through it and it has never occurred to me (until this revelation) that few people see through it as easily as I do. Which is why it works for Chicks in the first place! Ha!
The irony of this will become apparent as you read the rest of this entry…
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