My office in the Middle School has a Magic 8 Ball, which mostly serves as a source of comic relief. When a visitor asks about it, I explain that it’s the primary decision-making agent of the Middle School and then we all laugh. But this '70s era toy brings amusement on the daily and I should show more respect to the Magic 8 Ball. On Tuesday, thoroughly fed up with my lack of a surgery date, I shook the 8 Ball and asked if the scheduler would call today. The 8 Ball answered, “It is certain.” I responded with a smart ass remark and then limped my way to class. But you know where this story is going...at mid-day, the scheduler called. She was all business, with pre-op appointments and a surgery date.
February 14.
Valentine’s Day has little charm when you are single but you can be damned sure that I will be celebrating this year.
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