A Mother's Love

Just a quick post here.
I was talking to my Mom the other day, when she looked at me and said, "I don't know if I can trust anything you say anymore. I've just noticed that everytime you do something you've got two different meanings, or two different reasons behind it."
"Mom", I said, "I'm very hurt. I'm 39 and you're just now understanding that."

Once in college Mark introduced me to some girl at a party. She smiled and said, "Mark told me all about you. Everything you say has two different meanings. Say something for me."
"Hi", was all I said.
I hate it when people expect it. It ruins the fun. I mean if they're looking for it where's the private little laugh I get. It's harder to make fun of someone to their face.
Harder. Not Impossible.
sigh.