Just have a phone conversation with your mother. It's simple, all you have to do is follow these easy steps:
1)sit at your desk.
2)be happy because the day is almost over.
3)have her call you in a panic because she's at the airport trying to check-in, but her standby flight listing isn't in the computer and she's freaking out now because you're the one who made it (since she's incapable of getting online at home thanks to a coffee related keyboard incident) and this woman has never remained calm in her life.
4)raise your vocal level from a 2 to a 10 on account of the maternal unit not being able to understand that you both can't talk at once, and she more than likely isn't holding the right part of the phone to her ear.
5)school her like a child on how she needs to write the new confirmation number down thanks to you rapidly re-listing her on the spot.
6)look around the office in awe as all employees stop in their tracks to bug their eyes and drop their jaws, thinking you're actually speaking to your boss with that mouth.
No worries kids, it's just the woman who birthed me.
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