Help Is On the Way

by Mindy Kaling

“Never complain, never explain” is the old saying, and my mother completely embodied it. Me, on the other hand? I love complaining. Almost as much as I love explaining! If I could just kvetch and give disclaimers all day, I would be so happy.

The old trope that you can’t believe they just let you drive home from the hospital with a baby is true.

“She’s worked hard her whole life. It’s good she has such nice things.” It was the most Indian thing I’d ever heard.

I was surprised by how calming it was to be around people who looked like me and who reminded me of where I was from.