Seema: So does this mean Isaac's loaded?
Me: His father is...
Mira: You know what I said earlier about the dirty old man? I take it all back. If he’s loaded then—
Mom: Mira, stop that, don’t go putting ideas into your sister’s head
If she only knew.
Me: Chillax guys, I barely see him. He goes to the office and I work on a separate floor as his executive assistant
Mira: HE MADE YOU HIS EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT?!
Shit, shouldn’t have mentioned that, but it’s too late now.
Me: It’s fancier than it sounds, and it’s not glamorous at all. He makes me work all day. Man never takes a break, and I don’t even have enough time for lunch.
Mom: It can’t be healthy if you don’t have time to eat.
Me: Oh it’s fine. I manage to eat a sandwich at my desk.
Mom: It sounds like hard work. You sure this is what you want?
Me: Mom, you know that’s why I studied for an MBA. I’ve always wanted a career in a big corporate company.
Josh: And I’ve always wanted to steer clear of those behemoths. But if it works for you...
Me: It does. I’m learning so much.
Seema: So, his father is letting you live with him rent-free, and in return he’s being a slave driver?
Me: He’s also given Isaac a chance to get his paintings displayed at his offices. And I discovered he has ten offices around the world! So it’s a big break for him.
Seema: What’s the catch?
Trust my older sister to read between the lines.
Me: No catch.
Seema: There’s always a catch Dinky
Me: Not this time. It’s all going swimmingly well.
Mom: Goodness, you sound so British. You’ve been away far too long, honey.
Me: I’m just getting started on my career, Ma.
Mom: You always were the ambitious one.
Josh: Hey have you forgotten who has his sights set on becoming a pilot?
Mira: Umm, Josh, you never did make it through flight school...
Josh: Their loss is the army’s gain. I can’t wait to leave on my first tour.
Mom: You know I’m proud of your choice Josh, but I wish you didn’t have to leave so soon.
Josh: Aww Mom don’t go all emo on me now