My son invited me to dinner with his wife’s parents։ I deliberately decided to play the role of the “poor” mother — to see who they would think I was, without knowing the truth

My son invited me to dinner with his wife’s parents. I deliberately decided to play the role of the “poor” mother — to see who they would think I was, without knowing the truth.

😮😲 I never told my son that I earn $40,000 a month. And when Marcus invited me to dinner with his wife’s parents, I consciously chose to pretend to be a “poor” mother — just to see how they would judge me without knowing who I really was.

I never talked to my son about my salary. To him, I was always just “a simple office worker” — a woman who lives modestly, cooks lentils, and doesn’t change her car for years. And I was perfectly fine with that.

When Marcus invited me to dinner with his wife’s parents, I decided not to change the rules of the game. I was curious to see how they would treat a “poor” mother.

I wore an old second-hand dress, scuffed ballet flats, and left at home the watch I had once received in recognition of 20 years of work at a corporation.

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