una furtiva...do you want that with meatballs?

my mother's a tricky one. tricky yet undyingly helpful. the subject of the email is "singing in new york with janet [last name suppressed so she can't google this entry]." the body of the email?

"Robert,
Janet has been waiting for you to move to NYC so you can sing at her restaurant with her. I gave her your cell number, and she'll be calling. They sing opera, but I know no details. I wanted to warn you so that if you miss her call you'll call back. She's very interested in helping you when you get there. At least talk to her once."

so my first singing gig in new york could be as a singing waiter. and you know what? i have no pride. i'll do it. i just hope they don't expect their food to be hot or served well.