I was the driver today for a doctor visit, so I had time to read while I waited, except I couldn’t concentrate on my book, I tried mouthing the words to pull my attention back, but the conversation between a man and a woman was more interesting.
I hold in my laughter because technically I shouldn’t be listening, but how could I not with the man’s gruff Italian sounding voice and the lady very pleasant; deferential, yet holding her own.
He asked her if she heard about the hypnotist who hypnotized himself in the mirror and he laughs. And then they spoke about the self-hypnosis workshop they went to together, “do you remember that,” she says. And he says, “yeah.” She mentions something about the group and how it helps with things like this. I think it was to stop smoking.
His response, was something along the lines: “Shit, I don’t need no group. I got myself, that’s all I need. Whadda I need a group for?”
It was the sound of him saying shit that almost made me lose it. He was a typical alpha male. I was trying to cover my face with my hair as I hunched over my book pretending to read, trying not to lose it because when something is funny, I can’t always hold it in.
Then she tells him about some emails she’s received, one about a tiger. It sounded maybe R rated, maybe PG. “Yeah, that one was funny,” he says.
“Do you like animals?” she asks.
“Just pictures of animals?” he asks back.
“Yes” she says. She laughs after she makes certain comments.
“No, I don’t like pictures of animals. Who sends these to you?”
And she names several women’s names. They seem to have lots to talk about and I suppose they prefer it to the silence of a waiting room.
The last thing they talk about before it’s time for me to go is the lady says something about some plumbing work that her son is doing and the man says how plumbers work is low level work—housewives work. I gasp inside. She makes a sound that suggests that she begs to differ. He says, “What?...if I put on my housewife hat, I could probably do it.”