Saturday, May 21, 2011

Friday, May 13, 2011

Someone to Just Cuddle and Complain to

DEE: What are they called again--frarorities?

ME: Do you mean "fraternity" or "sorority"?

DEE: We had a young male the other night who'd had a little too much fun at his fraternity. They brought him in after being found drunk and unresponsive.

ME: In other words, it was a typical Friday night.

DEE: Well, I'm asking his roommates what happened exactly, since all I know from the medics is that the patient "got drunk at a party and threw up twice."

ME: Okey dokey. So what?

DEE: So I find out that his friends were trying to help him to the bathroom but all of a sudden he goes limp and quiet. That's when they got scared and called 911.

Now I'm worried these kids feel like assholes for making the call; the EMT's were making it seem like no big deal. I tell the guys they did the right thing: Better to get things checked out than having something bad happen to their friend. At the end, they're nodding "yeah, yeah" like they get it and would do it again if they had to.

ME: You're a real sweetie.

DEE: Upside is the guy wakes up the next day. Though it's too bad he managed to take a big crap in bed, first thing in the morning.

ME: Maybe that'll teach him to not get so, um, shitfaced next time?

DEE (making a face): You are too corny.

ME (smile): I try.

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Hey there -- happy three-year-anniversary Ms. Dee! Thanx for being my sweetheart and for always listening, and making me laugh, and watching out for me! Love it, and love *you* honey boo!
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