During a break from my Trauma class today I was sitting on the outside stairs leading into the hospital soaking up the SoCal Sunshine chit-chatting with some fellow nursey co-workers when this happened.
"So -what's his face- is going to pick up my daughter today."
"What, that's your nickname for your husband? You call him what's his face? Not worth
remembering his name huh?" -snickers-
"Ha ha...yeah. Hey Sara, I guess you could call your husband that too, since you never see him."
I resisted the temptation to cause some her some trauma (after all we could have used it as an example for class)
People's Idiocy Astounds me sometimes....
"I'm sorry don't you mean Thank you for you and your Husbands service to our country without which I wouldn't be able to live the way I do and our America as we know it wouldn't exist? That's what I thought.
by the way...you're welcome..."