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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: The Philosopher who wrote (57241)	12/16/2000 10:52:48 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

We'll send out the news choppers to track your progress live. The Ringworm Express they'll call it. Have you called for a police escort yet? THis was the strangest day-- When the clinic said 3 1/2 hours and gave us the beeper, I should have asserted my maternal self and said no- we will wait til Monday- you are not going to die from this. I also should have done my own research on the damn fungus. But he was so grossed out by his own body, I couldn't withstand the pressure. So we went back around 4:00 and the nurse said- oh it will be another hour and a half. I said- let's go the mall. CW said- no he HAD to finish this paper. So home we went and somewhere in there about 5:30, CW came into the den where I was sitting with poor sick Ammo and said, where's the beeper? I said, don't you have it? NO! he cries in alarm. I gave it to you! I put it on your mouse pad. Why aren't you at your computer where you're supposed to be! So he runs to get it- and sure enough it had gone off 11 minutes before. I rush to the phone and call them and say we're on our way! We get halfway to Grapevine Mills- the trffic is awful- and CW says, where's the beeper. You have it, I said. No, you have it. We argue for a mile or so before we decide neither of us has it. I won't let him turn around. We get to the clinic and drop him off and I drive back home AGAIN to get the beeper. (Trip #4- 20 minutes each way)) By the time I pick him up again, it's 7:30. It cost 80.00 and the doctor looked at his arm, said, yeah, that's ringworm. Here's some ointment. Aren't you going to give me an antibiotic? Naw. THat was it. So we get halfway home, me pissing and moaning about the 80.00 and CW says, well, insurance pays, right? Yeah- where's the receipt? What receipt? FOr the insurance claim. She didn't give me one. So we turn around and go back AGAIN- trip #5-- and get the receipt. As we're leaving the parking lot, every light in the mall goes out. I kid you not- it was awesome. the entire giant mall goes black and the parking lot and the traffic lights and Chik-Fil-E and Bennigans! You can see people sitting at booths in the dim emergency lights, still eating calmly. Now CW and I are cut from the same cloth- we fight all the time but we think exactly alike, and we immediately head for the mall to see if we can find out what's going on or get in and wander around in the dark. But we couldn't get in- they are locking the doors and police are arriving and even fire trucks! People are being let out slowly one by one, I can't IMAGINE what the mall must be like. How do they keep people from shoplifting in the dark!! Are they searching them before they can leave??And all those sales- Sat. night a week from Xmas-- the lots were packed! No one we talked to knew what was going on, so we finally left, but we agreed it made the five trips to the clinic worth it. THere were police by then at all the exits, so in a way we almost had a police escort.