Moms and Day's Without Mishaps

It's 41 degrees outside in Arlington. There was snow today, but I missed it. Was working my first day at Chunk E. Cheeses.
Truthfully, it's a nice place to work. There isn't much I miss, except the snow. Being Texas it turned into water as soon as it hit the ground. Chunk E. Cheeses always has this glow about it. There's all these kids that come in there and eat, and then they get prizes and then they leave. It's a kind of stationary carnival.
I'm sure you remember going there when you were a kid. Couldn't leave the rides alone, dropping tokens in this game or that. The prizes for tickets were the best part, there being so many to choose from.
Well, I was there to learn about the salad bar, and got an education in pizza dough making in the process. Salad bar is easy. They do have a particular order in which the vegetables go, but I didn't learn all that, too much. We have to make an effort, so that every guest leaves happy. And calling them guests and all, sort of makes them feel like they are entering your home. "Come in, take a seat, get off your feet."
My mom forgot to ask me how my first day at work went. She probably is tired, this being a grey day. My mom and I have lots of things in common: one of them being a penchant for Grey's Anatomy and Ugly Betty. Which is nice of course. But some things we don't have in common, like asking annoying questions about who I'm talking to on the phone. I'm sure she cares, and it's all for my interest. But sometimes I just get frustrated with her asking personal questions. And then sometimes there's the question she forgets. Like how my first day at work went.
Mom, it went well.