Here I am, sitting in a doctor's office; chilling, relaxing: chillaxing, if you're so inclined.
I notice a 20-something year old girl sleeping deeply in the other side of the waiting room. I don't want to disturb her, but the 4-month-old Newsweek is calling and I'm bored as hell.
I walk over and her eyes open;
"you wrote a note about being fat" she mumbled, while looking at me.
I figure she's talking "crazy talk", so I lean over to pick up the magazine and begin to walk away.
She calls after me: "I thought you were going to go get pizza."
This required a polite response: "What?"
Then she gets angry: "YOU SAID YOU WERE GOING TO GO GET PIZZA? WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT THAT?"
She's talking but her mind isn't working, kinda like Palin last night.
She continued: "you said you had a very serious slow-down disease".
Figuring there's nothing I can do, I walk away. Her final words to me before she fell back asleep: "I thought you were going to work".
She was definitely wrong. Ha.
Next time someone you're next to someone who's sleeping, start a conversation; it just might be the most interesting one you have all day.
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this is brazilliant.
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