Prep Note 11/28

In high school, I worked at a local dry cleaner every Saturday. Before my sister went off to college she did the same thing. And recently both of my younger brothers have been working Saturdays as well. My dad has known the owner of the cleaners for like 20 years, and has a lot of stories to tell about him. On Monday night when I got home my family and I were sitting around the table and catching up, and my brothers started telling us about their shift at work last Saturday. They especially had some stories about our boss, and my sister and I chimed in with “Yeah, he does that” or just laughed at their stories. Then my sister and I were telling stories from when we used to work there, and my dad even started telling his own about his friendship with the owner. We probably stayed at the table for thirty minutes just talking and laughing. It was so nice because we hadn’t all been together since this summer and my siblings and I bonded over working at the cleaners. There wasn’t a question that prompted any stories, it was more discussion because my brother wanted to tell us about his experience. Ultimately I knew I wanted to write about this because after dinner I knew it was the perfect situation since one person telling a story opened it up to us all telling some.