Today I came to the conclusion that if someone created a show called "Old Folks Say The Darndest Things" it'd be just as hilarious as the original.
This morning I visited my client "Nona" (Nona, who likes to sing her "Nona-Doe" song). She had the television on full-blast to one of those doctor talk shows and was sitting plopped in her automan with her legs dangling off the side of the arm rest. When I asked her what she was up to, she said in a very serious voice with her eyes still fixed on the television screen, "Shhh, they're talking about private parts, now we better listen."
"Lola" wheeled into the rehab gym this afternoon, asking me to help her patch some spongy-jelly-thingy on her spine because she felt like crap. If you know Lola, you learn not to ask certain questions and just go with it. As I was taping this spongy-jelly-thingy on her back, she asked me if I did anything fun over the weekend. I told her that my friends and I went dancing Friday night and how I used Saturday and Sunday to recover. She laughed and said she used to dance in the clubs when she was younger. Then she asked, "Meet a cute boy?" When I told her no, she blurted, "That's the problem with those men! They either think with their right head or they think with their WRONG head! Men and their two heads!"
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