My mom opened the door at a restaurant for an old lady...

...the lady told my mom that she looked just like her daughter that had died. The lady asked my mom to join her for lunch since she was there alone, too. She accepted.

They talked about the lady's daughter and how much she missed her.

The waitress came over and asked "What can i get you to drink?" My mom answered.

Then the waitress said "And for your mother?".

Before my mom could answer, the old lady said she would like a coffee.
When the waitress left, my mom asked the old lady why she didn't correct the waitress. The old lady said she was having such a great time with my mom and she was so like her daughter, could they just pretend she was her daughter. My mom found it weird, but agreed on that.

After they ate, the old lady said her good byes and excused herself from the table.

The waitress came over with the bill and my mom asked if the lady had paid her share. The waitress said, "No. On her way out, she said her daughter would take care of it". My mom said, "I'm not her daughter". The waitress said "Well i heard you two talking and you called her mom". So my mom paid the bill, seeing as it was useless to try to explain and left.

When she got outside, she saw the old lady getting on a bus.
She ran quickly and calling her angrily but the old lady ignored her.
As she was getting on the bus, my mom grabbed her bag while the doors shut on the bus and my mom was left standing with the bag.

You know what was in the bag?

A load of shit.

Just like the story i just told you