Me: Hi Gramma!
Her: Who Gramma?
Me: You're my gramma.
Her: I am?
Me: Yup.
Her: Well, when did this happen?
Me: Oh, about 1972.
Her: Really?
Me: Yup.
Her: Well, isn't that nice.
--Silence--
Her: Ever been to Holland?
Me: Nope. Have you?
Her: No.
--Silence--
Another elderly woman in a wheelchair enters the room:
Other lady: Hey!
Me: Hello.
Other lady: Any men in here?
Me: Uhm, no. Just us!
Other lady: That's too bad.
She leaves.
--Silence--
Me: Doesn't that sun feel good Gramma? It's a sunny day out today.
Her: Well what the hell does that have to do with anything?
Me: Uhmm...I'm not sure, really...I...
Her: I'm confused. I don't understand.
Me: Yeah, so maybe I should go. Love you Gram, see you later!
Her: That's nice.
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