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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

I Can't Make This Stuff Up!

Okay, so most of you know I am seeing the company shrink... No big deal, I just needed someone to talk to for a while. OLOL provided me with a list of therapists and told me to pick one. So... I found some random woman whose office happened to be close to mine... To protect her...in this blog I will refer to her as Jill. SO anyway... Jill and I hit it off right from the first visit. I was comfortable with her, she was with me and i found it easy to speak about VERY personal things. So, I'm in therapy and I see Jill once a week. As with anyone who knows me, I have the ability to make people laugh until they cry. Well I have that same ability with Jill. When she calls me to confirm an appointment, as soon as I answer the phone...she bursts into laughter. (I asked her about that once)
Well I had an appointment on December 17th 2007 at 8:00am with Jill. So i left my house at 7:30 and ended up getting there at 8:10. When I drive up, Jill is sitting in her car (I assume she is on the phone) so I light a cigarette. Suddenly the window on the drivers side of Jills car comes down and she yells, "Get in the car...You can smoke in here. We have to go somewhere and you are probably going to fire me as your therapist after today!" Now, I was in my slippers, with no make-up on and yesterdays hairspray still in my head, but I got in!
When I get in, Jill says... "I forgot to put my skirt on before I left the house, i need to go back and get it!" So I sit back and really take in the scene inside this car. Hair and make-up are flawless as usual...Beautiful black and white sweater with a black shirt underneath, and at the waist...there it is...nothing but a thin black slip accompanied by pantyhose underneath and the most gorgeous set of boots i have ever seen. At this point, I lose it. I am laughing...she is laughing... and better still...I am on my way to my therapists house so she can put on her skirt because that little detail slipped her mind as she grabbed her purse and headed for the door this morning.
Now, I have forgotten alot of things in my life. I have forgotten to brush my teeth, forgotten to feed the dogs, forgotten to shave one of my legs...but never have I ever forgotten the bottom part of my outfit, and yet I AM THE ONE IN THERAPY!!!
My Precious Jill...Please know that things like this have happened to the best of us. I am glad that I am the one client that got the experience because God knows I needed the laugh!

For those of you who are wondering... I sat in the car while she ran in and threw on her skirt!

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