My sensational but nonchalant event

As I unwrapped my Subway turkey sandwich, I knew exactly what I was going to see. I looked up at my parents and hoped they didn’t see the disappointment in my eyes.
“Oh no, they put mayonnaise on it?” my mom said as she looked up from her sandwich. I shouldn’t have been surprised my mom has always seen right through me.
“It’s OK mom. I’ll just wipe it off.” I went to the kitchen and grabbed a handful of napkins as I walked back into the living room, I noticed my parents whispering together.
“So what’s up guys, why did you wanna see me?” As I looked at the goopy white stuff on the delicious bread I gagged.
“Well the thing is we got a letter the other day hunny. And there’s something we need to tell you.” My mom wrung her hands together and my father grabbed them.
“Son, the letter was from your real parents. We adopted you twenty-six years ago and now you’re real parents want to meet you.” My dad put his head down in shame.
“Well twenty-six years is a long time but I guess I can give them a call or something, right?” As I scrape the mayo off the turkey, I tried to avoid getting it on my fingers. It was pretty gross stuff.
“Joe, do you understand, we’re not your parents? Are you mad, do you have any questions for us?”
“Yea ma, I get it. I told you I’ll call or something, squeeze them in but can you get me some bread. This shit is all over.”