The Saddest Man
Today I was in the dentist waiting room, when a short, schlubby, pudgy older guy came in. The attractive, young receptionist asked him “how are you today?” His response, which went on for at least ten minutes included the following:
“I’m doing horribly”
“two of my three cats died”
“the other cat has diabetes”
“I almost died on the operating table”
“I hate my disease”
“i miss your smile”
It was quite possibly, the worst/saddest/creepiest answer to a non-question I’ve ever heard. That dude needs a blog, not because anyone would want to read it, but so he can leave receptionists alone.
I went to the Dentist and Adam overheard my conversation!
