Wednesday, March 19th, 2014

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This past weekend, the man and I were up bright and early on Saturday morning because we had to be at the hospital for some tests by 7.30a.  Meh.  The sun was stretching its way across the sky as we drove in the murky early morning to the city.

As we navigated the streets very close to our destination, we found ourselves behind a car sitting at a green light, waiting to make a turn.  The man gave a friendly tap on the horn just as I realized there was a red arrow.  Whoops.  The driver’s arms were waving and there was no way to communicate that we’d made a mistake.

Except that we followed them the entire way into the parking garage of the hospital, and we ended up in the same waiting room with them, half asleep and filling in forms for testing.  The man felt it necessary to apologize, which he did to her strong retort of “It was a red arrow!”  Ce la vie, right?  We’d done what we thought was best.  Now on with  life!

Over an hour later, as I shuffled back into the “Ladies Gowning Room” (sounds swanky right? haha), the same girl greeted me.  She did a little bit of a double take, and then, making the decision, turned to me.

“I wanted to apologize ~ my husband was giving me a hard time for being such a bitch.  Your husband came over to apologize and I should have been more gracious ~ so, thank you and I’m sorry!  You guys must not be from Philly ~ I said that to my husband after you walked away ~ no one from Philly would have apologized!”

I smiled and laughed a little, admitting that neither of us were originally from Philadelphia but we lived here now.  I assumed she wasn’t from Philly, as her car had New York plates, but she said she lived right around the corner. So it was an interesting remark.  She was very nice and we chatted a bit after I put on normal clothing again (nothing seems to diminish a person more than the sexy gowns and socks required for hospital testing).  It was a nice way to end the whole exchange.  Human beings never cease to surprise.  And being nice pays off every once in a while.