i really think edna is my deceased jewish grandmother reincarnated in a gay man's body. we argue with each other in yiddish. whenever he doesn't have a sassy comeback for me (which he usually does), he just starts spewing out every hebrew word he knows. he calls me his child.
tonight i told him that i work at a crisis hotline.
he stared at me blankly for a few seconds, and then burst out laughing.
"you're joking, right?!"
THAT EDNA.
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