What is done on a Monday…? Uh…. Okay.
- Visit the Psych Lady.
- It’s HER turn to choose the lunch place.
- She INSISTS that we need to go back to our Natural Grocery Store (whatever it is called)
- Eat, Drink and Talk there
Then we went back to the office. Finished…
Ah, wait! Here’s a good part to yawn about. Afterwards, I was outside and waiting for the taxi to pick me up, like he is scheduled to do. I wait. And wait. And wait…. I txt him on my cell phone to see where he is.
Me: Yo, are we running late today?
Taxi Guy: No, I am sitting in the parking lot.
Ok, this is a tiny parking lot and I can see everyone from where I stand.
Me: Uh, no. I’m standing outside the psych building and viewing the parking lot. Don’t see you.
Taxi Guy: Hold on. I’ll be there in a minute.
He txt me earlier that he was “ALREADY HERE”. Found out from him that he was waiting at the hospital parking lot, not where I was at.
He had forgotten what day it was and where he just dropped me off an hour ago…. Eh, no big deal.