Emily was renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office. The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like, "Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
"What is your occupation?" the Clerk asked.
The Clerk paused, ballpoint pen frozen in midair, and looked up as though she had not heard right.
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in her voice, Emily replied,
"I have a continuing program of research, in the laboratory and in the field
There was increasing respect in the Clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered Emily to the door.
As Emily drove into her driveway, buoyed up by her glamorous new career, she was greeted by her lab assistants - ages 6, 3.
She had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than "just another mother."
Motherhood. What a glorious career!
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations"?