Moving on. . .
We meet Asa’s parents (I think for the first time -- unless I missed something last season), and they’re strangely average for having a daughter like Asa! Totally not what I expected! During lunch, they insist that she go back to school, but Asa reminds them that she is the Persian Pop Priestess. Which I suppose means she like the Persian equivalent to Gaga. . .
Back to Asa’s parents. . .
Here’s the thing with Persian parents, they have this inherent need for their child to be a doctor or a lawyer. Want to know what I got my undergrad degree in? Biology. My parents won that battle. But, what am I doing now? Telling knock-knock jokes and blogging. My career is on fire, ha! Thankfully, I have an MBA as a back up (as my parents say). And no joke, my Dad is still trying to convince me to get my Ph.D. He just wants the prefix "Dr." in front of my name. He can’t help himself. I feel your pain, Asa!