Crazy... Just ... Crazy

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My mother is crazy. I think the last couple of weeks have certified this.

See, my brother has been looking for work for a while. Since he's been hoping to find something, he tried to warn her that he may not be able to come home for Christmas. She called me a couple of weeks ago and started the conversation with a very depressed, forlorn, "Ang, I've got some bad news." Here, I'm thinking someone died and she responds, "Bill got a job."

Then, on Sunday, she calls all excited, "Guess what! Bill got fired! He's coming home for Christmas!"

*sigh*

My poor brother had a huge conflict of personalities with his new boss and was let go after just a few days. I know he can be a jerk, but rarely to the point to make someone hate him in such a short amount of time. I also know he was giving up coming home to see his best friend (who is in town from Hawaii) for this job.

Ah well, I'm going to be glad to see my brother, but it would be nice if my mom could actually have some sane priorities.