While I sat in the waiting room at the PT clinic yesterday (‘cause I got there like half an hour early and everyone was still out to lunch…) I talked to an older woman who also arrived early. She was an old pro at the PT Clinic (“Every time they fix something, I break something else!”) and was kind enough to let me know exactly what to expect from the initial appointment (and she was right on the money.)

As we talked, the subject wandered, and as it sometimes does, it wandered towards the weather.

Her: It is so nice outside! I can’t believe how wonderful it is today!
Me: Yep, when it’s this nice out, I like to put the top down on my car and just drive around.
Her: Do you have a convertible?

I did not laugh.
She was, after all, very nice and helpful.
But still…

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