I used to date a boy that worked in a pizza parlor.
Mom: Who are you going out with?
Mom: Pizza boy?
Me (annoyed): At least he's Korean American. Dad threatened to disown me if I didn't date a Korean boy.
Mom: Yes. (long pause) But he's a pizza boy. Why can't you go out with a doctor or a lawyer or ... Well, a doctor or a lawyer.
Me: Sheesh, you're so prejudiced!
Mom: That's not true! I said a lawyer is ok! And you know everyone hates lawyers!
Me: Nice to know how you really feel about lawyers. (I was in law school at the time.)
Mom: They are an unnecessary evil.
Me: Uhhhhhhh, never mind.
Mom: You should have been a doctor.