Yeah, I said it :)
Yesterday, stuff to do, so I was like

Filling out some paperwork, for the rather attractive assistant with no ring on, I behaved, my mind was like, I wondered come tomorrow will she be having coffee with a friend talkin stuff, Woman stuff.

he walked in…what’s up doc 🙂

With a machine between us, checking stuff out, I asked, well doc, how’s my shooty eye? scoots back with his chair just looking me, we was like hairy eyeball to hairy eyeball.

Scoots back, few minutes later, looks up, nothing wrong with your shooty eye, flips over to my spare, starts in with the hmmm , huhh, hmmmm, what’s up doc? well you have some junk in there, we can take it out. Doc, you won’t be using a couching tool will ya, I’m not Roman. Scoots backs on his chair again, lookin at me, he did ok for tryin to get the clint squint, don’t worry about it doc, I know stuff.

Scoots back, resuming his hhmmm and huhhing. Another appointment set up for my spare. I thanked him, Doc, your talents and skillsets are different then mine, so thank you. Just short of bursting out laughing, the rather attractive assistant with no ring on, lookin at both of us, one could see in her face, no clue what we talking about, and that’s ok to.
Something I still do from days long gone, get in an elevator close the eyes, read the brail, it’s like free learning.
It’s just not another day; it’s one less day in the overall Skeem of things,
yeah, I do like lookin at my lake with a hot coffee of course

Robert Palmer started playing in my head while in the elevator


