And your week?

A friend asked earlier how my week went? It was pretty uneventful, but great nevertheless. I am again grateful. Here are a few snippets:

Friday 2:
Doctor: I believe that your minor aches and pains is just age. As we get older...

Med. Student: But, doctor, he doesn't look anywhere near his age.

Doctor: But, he is ___.

Med. Student: But, doctor, he's in relatively great health, and looks amazing. Why mention...

Doctor: (Stares at Med Student probably wondering why he hasn't shut the F up?)

ME: I like Med. Student a Lot!

Friday:
The doctor's appointment...

Middle-age Random Woman: (Fanning herself furiously with a magazine) Damn, it's hot in here. Are you hot?

Me: I've been told.

RW: (Scowls and continues to fan)

*I was actually going to say "Sorry, I don't have that." 😜

Thursday:
Sneezing and sniffling all day-
I opted to will it away rather than DayQuil it away. Not all of my choices are winners. 🌠

Wednesday:
Sign in clothing store dressing room: "MUST WEAR UNDERGARMENTS WHEN TRYING ON CLOTHING."

Other than the obvious, does the store realize that as a card carrying germaphobe it doesn't take much for me to run?

Tuesday 2:
I swear, when I die I will spend purgatory on hold with an Indian customer service operator who after a lengthy wait only offers suggestions that I tried three hours before calling.

"Mr. Bryant the third, please calm down. I am truly attempting to address your problem. Now let's start by clearing your browser's history. Do you know how to do that?"

You read that with an accent didn't you? 😒

Tuesday:
I just finished rewriting/editing someone's speech on of all things, rice. I love rice, Basmati, Jasmine, Brown, Wild, Long Grain... Along with pasta, it is a shamelessly versatile food. Rice and writing don't just come together on their own. I don't believe in coincidences, which is why, I believe that the universe brought this to me. What fun! 😂

Monday:
The first actual friend that I made after high school sent me a friend request here 7 or 8 years ago. It was nice to reconnect, and oddly we found ourselves in the same town. For this many years I have been reminding myself to get together with him outside of social media. He died yesterday.

The lesson here is obvious.

Have a good one!

Winky

I've said it before, and even written about it; only grandfathers and great-uncles are allowed to wink at adult males. It's as if you and the winker share some sort of naughty secret.

The woman ahead of me in the grocery "7 Items or Less" lane, had 43 items including a case of snacks and one of water. The 40-ish guy behind me in line muttered something like "Express, not!" I turned around, we chuckled, and he smiled and winked at me. I turned back around worried. "Oh no he di'nt?"

Once I was handed my receipt, he told me to have a good day. I turned to wish him the same and he did it again. I am sure that it was innocent, and I enjoy pleasantries with strangers, but that was two hours ago, and I am still creeped out.

Also, as I was leaving the store, I stopped in the restroom to do something about that weird scratchy feeling in my underwear that has annoyed me all day. I pulled everything down and discovered a dryer sheet in my underwear.

Yeah, it's been that kind of Friday. 😜