The Economy, shock of shocks, is Jewish. And a couple weekends ago, The Economy, who is usually pretty much all over the country, came back to New York to visit his parents for the High Holy Day of Yom Kippur. I happened to stumble upon this family scene:
The Economy's Dad: How've you been, son?
The Economy: Oh fine, fine. You know, keeping busy.
The Economy's Mom: What about money, how're you holding up?
The Economy: Great, yeah no problems on that front.
The Economy's Mom: Honey, don't lie to me. We read the papers, we know what's going on.
The Economy: Oh you can't believe everything you read, Mom
The Economy's Dad: 9.8% unemployment? Negative economic growth? That doesn't sound fine to me
The Economy: Seriously, I'm fine. Can we talk about something else? How's Aunt Sadie doing?
The Economy's Mom (to Dad): Herbert, get my purse.
The Economy: No, no! You are not giving me any money.
The Economy's Mom: It's just a hundred dollars. Just to make life a little easier!
The Economy: Absolutely not! I'm not 15 years old! I don't need a fucking allowance!
The Economy's Dad (handing The Economy a $100 bill): Don't curse at your mother. Just take the money, kiddo. There's no shame in needing a little help. If you don't need it, just spend it on something nice- take a nice girl out to dinner. Speaking of which, any nice girls in your life?
The Economy: This is- I can't even. Ugh, this is why I hate coming home
The Economy's Mom: Well you're always welcome here