How many days left? Ooooohhh, I know the answer (hand waving). Pick me!! I've got five more days left. My little kitty is helping me display this lovely number (I think). Maybe he's just raising his hand to answer the question. Moving on...
I talked to the man for about 15 minutes on the street and at the end he said he just wanted to thank me for taking the time to talk with him. He said most would look at him and take off (my first thought) but I didn't. He said people are always so busy and sometimes he just wants someone to chat with. He went on to say that people just aren't nice these days, especially to the older folks. That tugged at my heart strings. Instantly I was ashamed for wanting to railroad the guy for coffee. He just wanted someone to talk to. I pray when I get old there will be someone around who will listen to my butt. I mean we all get busy in our lives (normal and expected) but we should remember to slow down and call loved ones (old and young). Makes you really appreciate those people you have in your life, doesn't it???? Where's my cell phone? I got some folks to call!!!
So I went and had my last lab quiz this morning covering the placenta and mammary glands. What fun... Afterwards I ran into FedEx to get a small box. I thought I could pack everything in the boxes I had. WRONG. I wanted some coffee (actually needed) but didn't want to drag the box to the Dunkins up the street. I stopped by the house to drop the box off.
Coming out the door and down the steps, I notice this man looking up at me. I give my normal, polite, half smile and look down so I don't bust my butt going down the steps. Then I realize the man is still looking at me. Ohhh geez!!! I know this scenario. I'm going to have to beat this old man off with a stick. He approaches me and starts talking. DUDE... I really just came out here for some caffeine. Please don't block me!!!
It turns out that the man originally was going to hit on me but when he found out we had a 40 year age gap, he left the idea alone. So I talk to this guy for awhile cuz I realize that he is super intelligent and I'm actually enjoying the conversation. Apparently he used to work in the hospital assisting in surgery (not sure the title), but he knew all kinds of stuff. I told him I was attending the med school and he just opened up like a budding flower (couldn't think of a better analogy). I wonder what happened to his life though. He looked rough. I won't go into details but my first inclination was to run with my feet and not my mouth.
I talked to the man for about 15 minutes on the street and at the end he said he just wanted to thank me for taking the time to talk with him. He said most would look at him and take off (my first thought) but I didn't. He said people are always so busy and sometimes he just wants someone to chat with. He went on to say that people just aren't nice these days, especially to the older folks. That tugged at my heart strings. Instantly I was ashamed for wanting to railroad the guy for coffee. He just wanted someone to talk to. I pray when I get old there will be someone around who will listen to my butt. I mean we all get busy in our lives (normal and expected) but we should remember to slow down and call loved ones (old and young). Makes you really appreciate those people you have in your life, doesn't it???? Where's my cell phone? I got some folks to call!!!
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