Humility

So, my awesome place of work decided to make a commercial and I was excited to be in it.  It has been on billboards, and on the television.  It has even played during football.  Football, y’all, in Tennessee.  So, I’m a pretty big deal, right?

My friend, Hipster Doctor is also in the commercial and happens to be my mother’s doctor.  I went over to my mom’s house one day, and she announces, “I saw Hipster Doctor’s commercial.  She looks really great.”

I looked at my mother with disbelief for a moment (I think she is screwing with me at this point), and say, “Mom, I’m in the commercial.”

To which she responds, “Oh, really? I didn’t notice you.”

I reply, “Yes, I’m standing right next to Hipster Doctor.”

She says, “Well, I’m sorry dear, I didn’t see you.”

It should be noted here that this is the still shot from the commercial below:20181120_214516.jpg

I am the one right in the middle, where you can see the full view of my face.  Hipster doctor has a profile shot to the left.

I persist with my mother, “Mom, you can see like my whole face, I’m right in the middle, standing right next to Hipster Doctor.”

She says, “That’s nice dear, maybe I will see you next time.”

So if you ever need a good shot of humility, just talk to your mother.  She will never disappoint.

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2 comments

  1. Wow… uhm.. that’s harsh. It sounds exactly like something that would happen with MY mother as well. So sorry 😦
    My daughter lives in Nashville and I actually drove right though Jackson both coming and going last week. It was weird to see snow since I live in TX. It is rare (thank God) and I was sad to see all the leaves gone. I was hoping to see some color. Oh well…
    Hope you had a great Thanksgiving Kellie! ❤

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