Thursday, May 24, 2012

The bag lady

 


Mrs. Gift is a sweet lady who always brings a small present for my staff and I. It's usually a little paper bag filled with something like a few dipped strawberries, or some chocolates, or other candies. I generally turn it over to Mary to put in the break room.

Yesterday she started the appointment off as usual by handing me a little paper bag. I thanked her, and we had our visit.

Afterwards I gave it to Mary. She took it to the back, and opened it.

It contained a PBJ sandwich, a banana, and a bag of chips.

Mrs. Gift came back an hour later, looking for her lunch in exchange for a bag of lollipops.
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14 comments:

  1. AnonymousMay 24, 2012 at 8:32 AM

    And how many points had her mini mental state score dropped?

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  2. AnonymousMay 24, 2012 at 8:55 AM

    good thing you guys didn't take a bite of her lunch.
    off topic question - did your patient laugh very hard when the cracked chair dumped you on your ass?

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  3. PackerMay 24, 2012 at 9:30 AM

    You drank her Diet Coke, didn't you ? It was conspicuous by its absence.

    Love the little smile I get every morning reading this slice of life stuff. Thanks.

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  4. jimbo26May 24, 2012 at 11:57 AM

    " Oops , sorry dear , wrong bag " . ;-)

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  5. KimMay 24, 2012 at 12:04 PM

    When my son was in Kindergarten I was packing his lunch, early in the morning, before I had my coffee. I put a beer in his lunchbox. Thankfully, I noticed it before sending him to school, but can you imagine if I hadn't? I might have gotten a mention on this blog!

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  6. JonoMay 24, 2012 at 12:15 PM

    It's a good thing no one ate her lunch!

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  7. ndenunzMay 24, 2012 at 12:26 PM

    Sorry to be the grammar police, but it's "my staff and me".

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  8. MooseMay 24, 2012 at 2:40 PM

    I have tried the Seuss
    Rhymes and many jokes, but still
    You still get it wrong

    At this point I guess
    You must do it on purpose
    to poke at my brain

    Mrs Gift brings the
    small present for staff and ME
    not *I*, you doofus

    Perhaps this haiku
    will get through your thick, dense skull
    A Moose can dream, no?

    A final verse says
    the required final line
    Plastic Bear Vomit

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  9. Mari-AnnMay 24, 2012 at 3:56 PM

    We had dropped our dogs off at the kennel (which is like a giant playgroup for dogs) because we were having our floors refinished. Since I routinely cook a nice topping for my dogs' dry dog food, I told my husband to take in a "doggy bag". Too bad he grabbed my lunch and I was left with a soupy mix of ground chicken livers. I sent him back to trade lunches but of course, we had already arrived at work before I noticed it. I forget what my lunch was but it must not have been dog friendly or I would have dined at the hospital cafeteria. Which also serves something a lot like dog food.

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  10. kathy bMay 24, 2012 at 4:31 PM

    hysterical

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  11. brentMay 24, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    you are more fortunate than I. Usually the brown paper bags that my patients drop off contain guaiac cards or stool samples.

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  12. AnonymousMay 24, 2012 at 5:16 PM

    On a completely unrelated note, while cleaning various porcelain objects in my house today I noted a curious label just behind the lid/seat. It read "artisan". Now I'm left to wonder, either some optimist has been spying on my bathroom activities, or I'm just that good. Puzzling.

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  13. AnonymousMay 25, 2012 at 7:49 PM

    What a nice lady :)

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  14. CMay 27, 2012 at 10:29 PM

    what the grammar police said.... the grinding in the ears "..left for I..." no no no. She has a pretty high carb lunch.

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So wadda you think?