NBC Connecticut reporter Monica Buchanan brought her mother into the newsroom this week. Mom was visiting from out of town, and Monica was introducing her around.
I was eating dinner when my turn came, so I was especially suave shaking hands and saying hello with a mouthful of ham and cheese. Mom is a delightful woman, Monica is her spitting image.
But all I could think was: IS SHE OLDER THAN ME? I WANT HER TO BE OLDER THAN ME!
For some reason, I hate it when I’m older than my colleagues’ parents. I guess I’d like to think I’m still just one of the guys. Or girls. Whatever.
I’ve had drinks with Keisha Grant’s father. She calls him Daddy, so I call him Daddy too. I like him a lot. He’s older than me.
Not by much. But just enough.