A musing, but probably not amusing
Some of my dad's friends seem like they come straight from the 60s...and 70s. Instead of changing with the times they are still living their lives then.
This weekend we went to visit my dad's friend in Georgia. I swear he talked about Pink Floyd for an hour.
It was a slightly uncomfortable experience hanging out with my dad's almost 50 year old male friend, who was wearing short scrabble boxers. But I guess when you have MS you are allowed to make people feel uncomfortable...if you feel more comfortable in the process.
But I was completely embarassed. I'm just glad he didn't try to give me a hug.
This post has been slightly random I suppose.
This weekend we went to visit my dad's friend in Georgia. I swear he talked about Pink Floyd for an hour.
It was a slightly uncomfortable experience hanging out with my dad's almost 50 year old male friend, who was wearing short scrabble boxers. But I guess when you have MS you are allowed to make people feel uncomfortable...if you feel more comfortable in the process.
But I was completely embarassed. I'm just glad he didn't try to give me a hug.
This post has been slightly random I suppose.