Claire is an senior citizen that Rae and I discovered at my Orthopedic appointment back in September. The minute she got rolled into the office with her solar system inspired skirt by a hot black woman in a headwrap, I knew we hit the jackpot. We observed Claire and her nurse, who we rudely named Imogene, for the 2 hours we sat waiting for my appointment that never happened.
Claire was a happy soul, probably, at some point, long before that particular day. She sat there with a pout on her face looking unfortunately miserable. At one point I assume she decided to take a nap in her chair, and when Imogene tried to wake her up I thought for sure she had just started her eternal rest. "I think she's dead," I whispered not so quietly to Rae, unable to control myself from being a total asshole in public. Luckily Claire woke up and was dragged, I mean rolled backwards, feet dragging and all, into the room for her appointment.
Fortunately we were still in the waiting room when she was done and I had the privilege of holding the door open for her wheel chair. Claire made such an impression on us that we have since tried to locate her. It's harder than you think to find people like Claire on Google. Though we have no picture to remember her by, she will not be easily forgotten, cause...
The party don't start til Claire rolls in.
AG
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