It was time to get the mole on his cheek removed.April 29, 2010
A few years ago I had to have a mole removed from my shoulder. There was a very large man in the waiting room. Very large. He was wearing the biggest and dirtiest pair of overalls ever and spitting tobacco juice into a soda can. Not exactly the ideal waiting room companion. I tried to avoid eye contact, but he still spoke to me.
He said, “I hate the radio. That music has too much &@$#ing bad language.”
What do you say to someone who uses foul language to complain about swearing? I’m not sure because before I could say anything he followed up with…
“I only listen to opera. It’s way classy.”
Who knew the waiting room would be more painful than the minor surgery I was waiting for.