Mom: I stopped over at Christopher and Banks this morning, but I didn’t find anything.
Me: What store is that again?
Mom: Christopher and Banks.
Me: I’ve never been there. What is it? Clothes?
Mom: You’ve never heard of it?
Me: I’ve heard of it, but there isn’t one here in Seattle I think. Other than maybe in the malls, and I don’t go to the mall much. What kind of stuff do they have?
Mom: Oh you know. Clothes for older ladies. Like us.
Me: (silence as I slowly digest that my septuagenarian mother has now put me in her age category)
Mom: (back pedal, back pedal!) I just mean, it’s not for teenagers. That’s all I mean.
Me: Got it.
I guess it’s time for me to stop thinking Ann Taylor is too old for me.
I CAN’T. I JUST CAN’T.