Reflections from far mland

Monday, November 12, 2007

the better doctor

she is sitting close to me, staring at me intently. i was warned about her 5 minutes ago. she has a dry right eye. she needs a special eye drop. i do not know any specials;
she stomps her foot and asserts that i'm out to get her. that there is some giant miscommunication mostly due to me. that she does not want to talk to me anymore and crosses her arms tightly around her chest. she jumps up and sits on the chair that is as far away from me as possible. she assures me she wants nothing more to do with me. she is belligerent. she mumbles
"(inaudible) is a better doctor than you"
my ears tickle and i am green with jealousy and i have to ask "who is a better doctor than me?" thinking she meant the other fellow and wanting to confirm
she turns to me passionately, purses her lips and spells out:

"J-E-S-U-S. Jesus is a better doctor than you!!!"

lol
i can live with that.

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