So, Angel and I were just in the back of the store. And we’re both looking for cotton underpants. And I couldn’t find the right material. I think she found something called braided underpants or something.

Apparently, I have more padding. But they were like all bunches of little balls. And I personally thought they looked like golf balls. Because they had the, they were all white. And they had little divots and stuff. And this other guy, Walker, near us and he is agreeing that yeah, they pretty much look like them.

And they’re very bad anyway. I have no idea how he would know this. But my wife was still interested in them and kept looking. I went to the back of the store because there was a therapist back there that we needed to make an appointment with for this week. But since I got there, the door was closed. A guy from the store came up to me and gave me someone’s badge and asked me to give it to the doctor when I was able to get in there.

Because someone had left it behind. This woman comes in the store and she walks up to me and apparently I assume it’s her badge. And she has problems just taking it from me. She keeps trying to grab it but she’s afraid to grab it. So I eventually just lay it down on a table because I’m just getting, the same thing keeps happening so I figure I’ll just let her pick up off the table.

She realizes that the badge isn’t hers. This guy, his last name is Moten but he’s from India. I asked him, Moten is actually his last name.

He’s like, no. Apparently he had to choose a name and he came over from India to America. I was like, you know, it’s such a very unique name. And that even if he isn’t a Moten, he still is.

It would be interesting to know. I’m just looking at him and stuff. Anyway, the door to the therapist’s office is now open. I just run back there. I’m trying to get there before the door closes again.

And I make it in time. I tell the woman at the desk that I need to make an appointment. She said, okay, you have to fill out some paperwork. Now there’s a monitor in front of her, a form to fill out.

And the form looks just like those old forms that have been flow copied so many times. They have little black specks all over them. The words are a little bit too bold around each other or something like that. But this is right there on the monitor screen so it’s kind of odd that it’s not just a regular cleaned up form. So I start filling out different parts. The first part I try to fill out is a name or provider or something like that.

I had no idea what it was and I just typed each something just automatically filled in and went to the next field. I start asking her what is this provider thing and she’s like, oh, that’s the health plan that you’re under. So I go back and fill out the correct company that I do my health under.

I start filling out other information. Then my brother comes in with his first wife and his first wife has hiccups. And as I’m trying to fill out this form, she keeps hiccuping and starts to really annoy me. And I find that eventually gets to the point where I can’t really type in the correct information because she’s hiccuping. And then I get upset that I start running towards her. She gets scared and then she’s a dog running away towards this door and she bumps her head into the door. And I try and call her back but I’m calling my wife’s name. So I’m like angel, angel, come here angel. The problem was that her name was spelled backwards so she didn’t understand me.

I mean, that’s really weird but that’s why she wouldn’t come. And I’m not done with the paperwork yet so I tell my brother, you know, I gotta use the restroom and I gotta get out of here. I’ll be right back. So, walking back and I see a couple doors. Those aren’t doors I’m looking for. I keep walking. It’s a hallway. I keep walking and walking.