Mom says, "You'll understand when you're older," and I do my best not to scream at her.
Of course, since I'm giving her silent treatment, it isn't as hard as it could be.
"You've only had a week to think about this, Samantha. You'll see."
"I'm just here to notarize the documents," I say in the most professional voice I can.
One of the perks of working for a small bank is that they don't mind me taking my stamp and ledger home after every shift so I not only make a dollar more an hour because I'm a notary public, but I also get a chance to keep my kit with me and I can do freelance notarizations as long as I don't charge a bank customer.
I won't be charging for this. I sit down in the conference room and maintain my professional demeanor with my mother, but I glare at the asshole sh
