Eavesdropping at the doctor's yesterday. Square, squat old-lady with frizzy blond and gray hair and thick glasses in oversized frames, there to renew her prescriptions, lines up her empty pill bottles on the counter while chatting with a plump middle-aged nurse with a big black bouffant. She has five bottles in front of her when she's done.
Old lady: You have thyroids too?
Nurse: Yeah.
Old lady: You have yours out?
Nurse (makes a cutting motion across her throat with one finger): Half of it.
Old lady: I had all of it chopped out. (Studying her bottles.) Let's see. There's this one. I never wait until I'm all out. I have three left. No, wait. I lied. I'm a liar. I'm out.
Nurse: We don't treat liars here.
Five bottles.
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