My mom is in parent time-out for the following dialogue during work this week:
Mom: Jonathan, we need to talk
Me: what’s wrong are you okay?
Mom: do you have sea salt?
Me: I, what?
Mom: SEA SALT, LIKE SALT BUT FROM THE SEA
Me: …uh yeah? But I’m at work, can we—
Mom: Get KOREAN sea salt.
Me: okay, sure!
Mom: Did you just say *sure* to your *mother*?!
Me: -internally- oh shit
Mom: Well, that’s fine, WHEN IM DEAD no one will bother you about sea salt! *hangs up*
