I was just talking with a coworker friend about his recent trip to DC and he said the Holocaust Museum was really intense. I agreed and I told him the story about when I visited with my family about 20 years ago. I feel terrible about this, but my mom made me laugh inside the Holocaust Museum, which is like the saddest and most somber place you could ever want to visit. There were restrooms right at the beginning of the tour so my mom went to use them and we waited. When my mom came out, she rushed over to me, and in a loud stage whisper, said, “SOMEONE IS TAKING A SHIT IN THERE! THAT IS SO DISRESPECTFUL!” She was truly incensed. I couldn’t help it, but I started to laugh. I tried to choke it back, but it just made me shake and have tears come to my eyes. The docent nearby looked at me like I was the worst person to ever live. There is absolutely nothing funny to laugh about in that building.
Anyway, if you’re wondering why I am the person that I am today, I would say that I’m a lot like my mom. For better or for worse. 😂
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