The best thing about having a job is that when I leave my job at the end of the day I can say that I "got off of work."
Today, when I got off of work, my mom and I went out to eat at our favorite Mexican restaurant. While we were talking, the hostess walked past with a little crowd of women, seated them at a table a few feet away, and walked over to our table.
"I love your," she said, and paused, drawing her hands up to frame the space just above her eyes. "I don't know how you say it in English."
"Eyebrows?" my mom said.
"I don't know," she said.
"Eyebrows?" I said. We all gestured to our eyebrows.
"What did you say?" she asked us, drawing big angles on her face with her fingers.
"Eyebrows," my mom said. I smiled.
"Eye brows!" she said. "Eye brows."
"Thank you so much," I said.
"Shoe are well come," she said. She smiled and walked away.