Scene: At the doctor’s office, waiting for my appointment. My mom came with me for support, but then decided to stay in the waiting room when she saw an old friend of hers. The two gossiped like little old bitties. Anyways, that’s not the point.
Before I went in to see the doc, my ma asked me if I had a list of questions. And this is where we begin….
Me: Oh man, I forgot my list!
Her: OK, well I have a paper we can use. Do you have a pen?
Me: Hang on, let me check my purse…well, I have a roll of scotch tape…
Her: Why?
Me: I don’t know. Oh! Here’s a toothbrush…
Her: That won’t work. I may have a pen.
Me: …here’s a bottle of Tums…old empty pen shell….a container that looks like a pig….a brush…wow, maybe I should clean out my purse.
Her: I’ll get you a pen.
Me: Oh look! I have gum! None left in it though…a book…wow, look at all these receipts!
Her: Hang on.
Me: TA-DAAA! A pen! Aren’t you glad I didn’t whip out a tampon? That would’ve been embarrassing.
Her: Mm-hmm.
Me: I could totally be on Let’s Make A Deal with this purse.
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