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Deanne and I had the most hilarious (well, it was probably only hilarious to me) conversation today about her job (she works at a dentist's office in mansfield as a dental assistant)... apparently Dr. Unger was doing some radiation with one of his patients when Deanne walked into the room without any "protection" on and got a full blast of it. The ensuing results:
Dee: "My heart started beating really fast. I got soo scared.. I didn't know what to do! Am I going to die?"
Me: "Yes, you're going to die." (i tried to be honest as possible)
Dee: "OMG! Don't say that! David, it's not funny."
Me: "Deanne, you're not going to die... nothing is going to happen.. you didn't catch enough of it for anything to happen. (trying to be a little sympathetic here,,,, or maybe just apathetic)
Dee: "Yeah,,, but what if it took an hour off my life?
So after we had this conversation in her car (videomania was beginning to open)
I ran inside like a little school girl and told Brandon everything.
So when Deanne came inside, he was like: "Deanne, you're absolutely glowing! You look a little green!" i laughed my ass off; i guess you had to be there.
So... All-state auditions in two days! shit shit shit! The scales will fall into place by Saturday... although the strange thing is is that i'm not even freaking out about it. nobody wants to listen to me play it though! my friends (most of them) keep coming up with excuses not to listen to me... especially you, Deanne. There; you are put on the wall of shame. The outrageous thing at my violin lesson this week was that Mrs. Stiner made me play the piece three times. The third time that I played it she made me play while watching t.v. Then she asked me all these crazy dumbass questions like if I knew what the show was about, what colors I remembered, etc etc
Urgh, I actually am not feeling well... not sick but I have this annoying irritation in my chest and throat that won't go away.
Dee: "My heart started beating really fast. I got soo scared.. I didn't know what to do! Am I going to die?"
Me: "Yes, you're going to die." (i tried to be honest as possible)
Dee: "OMG! Don't say that! David, it's not funny."
Me: "Deanne, you're not going to die... nothing is going to happen.. you didn't catch enough of it for anything to happen. (trying to be a little sympathetic here,,,, or maybe just apathetic)
Dee: "Yeah,,, but what if it took an hour off my life?
So after we had this conversation in her car (videomania was beginning to open)
I ran inside like a little school girl and told Brandon everything.
So when Deanne came inside, he was like: "Deanne, you're absolutely glowing! You look a little green!" i laughed my ass off; i guess you had to be there.
So... All-state auditions in two days! shit shit shit! The scales will fall into place by Saturday... although the strange thing is is that i'm not even freaking out about it. nobody wants to listen to me play it though! my friends (most of them) keep coming up with excuses not to listen to me... especially you, Deanne. There; you are put on the wall of shame. The outrageous thing at my violin lesson this week was that Mrs. Stiner made me play the piece three times. The third time that I played it she made me play while watching t.v. Then she asked me all these crazy dumbass questions like if I knew what the show was about, what colors I remembered, etc etc
Urgh, I actually am not feeling well... not sick but I have this annoying irritation in my chest and throat that won't go away.