Reading material

I spent most of my day in a hospital waiting room. In my hasty departure from my house to get there, I brought only my ipod as a means of entertainment. Without any reading material, I scanned the tables in the room and found nothing of value (really, who leaves an LL Bean catalog?) and headed to the gift shop and found nothing of value there either. With 2 hours to go in my stay, one of the nurses brought out a stack of newspapers. “The Post?” I thought to myself, watching her place them on the table in front of me. “Finally, something to read!”

No. The Times.

Ha ha, hospital. You win this round.

Everything’s fine, by the way. No need to worry.

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