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Monday, August 16, 2010

Overheard at the Office

(Background) Therapy Girl had a brief moment of tears when she realized one of the talismans of her son who died two years ago is falling into disrepair.  She and Records Girl and I had a couple of minutes where we gave her some encouragement.  She recounted how in the days just after his death she walked around numbly wondering why other people were still living lives so calmly, "Didn't they know her son had died?"  Then she laughed and mentioned how a woman attempted empathy at that time by saying when her ferret had been stolen she felt the same way.  Much laughter follows.

After the morning rush dies down.

Records Girl: I am so glad it's not August 13 any more.  If I had to hear you tell one more patient it was National Left-handers Day when they asked the date I was going to hurt you.


Lime: But you'll never forget the date for National Left-handers Day again will you?  And just wait until it's Talk Like a Pirate Day!

RG: There's a Talk Like A Pirate holiday?

Lime: Yep.  September 19th.

Therapy girl : (poking her head around the corner and asking incredulously)  How would you even know that???

Lime: (matter of factly as if it is as natural a celebration as one's birthday) Because I celebrate it.

TG & RG burst out in hysterics

TG: Well naturally, of course.

RG: You are insane.

Lime: (smiling with pride) Thank you.

Phone rings

Lime: (answering and giggling) Hello, XYZ Chiropractic. Lime speaking. How may I help you?

Caller: (with mock indignation) And WHAT are you laughing at?

Lime: (who recognizes the caller's voice and knows her to have a good enough sense of humor to handle the response) Arr, lassy.  I be laughin' over Talk Like a Pirate Day.

The caller concludes her business and Lime hangs up.

TG rounds the corner with an overly  serious look on her face.

Lime: (in exaggerated sympathy) Aww, are you ok?  You look like someone just stole your ferret.

TG and RG nearly fall over in a fit of laughter.


Bemused Patient: (after listening to the above conversation and chuckling through it during her workout session) You guys really need to take your act on the road.

Lime: Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up for the hot new band The Stolen Ferrets touring all the finest chiropractic waiting rooms in the area to promote their latest album "Don't They Know?"

The crowd goes wild

EDIT 9:19 am:  Because some people think I made up Talk Like a Pirate Day.  Check here.