Wednesday, October 10, 2012

another quickie

This morning a friend texted me. "I'm sorry this is last minute but I'm trapped at the doctor's and they won't let me leave unless it looks like I have someone to come pick me up."
I texted back, "be right there."

When I arrived, he was still in a back room. I messaged, "I'm here! They said you need a note from your mom. I told them I AM your mom. How do I pronounce your last name again?"

Be sure to call me next time YOU need a ride. I'll only embarrass you a little bit.

1 comment:

  1. Good lord, I would love to have you pick me up at the doctor! We could have the most embarrasing conversation ever back and forth through the nurse!

    I can see why XX would put you in a reflective mood.

    And I hope the antibiotics do their thing and set you straight.