I kid you not, my friend...I kid you not...
I went to the hospital to take Joshua to speech therapy. It’s held in like the rehab section of the hospital...outpatient rehab and therapy. So his therapist calls him in and, as I usually do, I headed to the cafeteria for a candy bar and a little thing of milk.
There was a fight going on in the cafeteria between a woman that was dressed slightly more modest than a pole dancer and one of the cafeteria workers! They were honestly shouting at each other just like on Jerry Springer!
No way I could eat my candy bar and sip my milk with that ruckus going on! I left and went back to the therapy office.
You know it was rowdy when I can’t eat!