Yesterday is always funnier than today

Yesterday, trying to track down the rest of my family in the mall (we had an ingenious plan to meet there without a plan), Dad and I went to the pay phone in Filenes to call Mom’s cell phone. I stuck my hand in my pocket, retrieved a quarter, and ended up making three bucks on the deal.
When I got Mom’s voice mail and hung up, there was a clatter in the coin return that sounded a little too violent for a single quarter. I pulled out about eight quarters. Shrug, Laugh. Call Nina and Chris’ cell phone. Get the voice mail, hang up, another huge clatter in the coin return. I couldn’t fight the temptation to call someone else and get more money, but this time there wasn’t as big a return, meaning I only got my quarter back. But still, my pocket was stuffed. Not bad for a Wednesday.

And Amazon offended me! I’m trying to find the price of a DVD, and my front page has this recommendation. Thanks a bunch, Amazon. Like I needed to be reminded.

The only other thing I found to be funny yesterday was my eye doctor. To quote my father, during the exam you have the distinct impression that he’s ready to pull out a pillow and go to sleep on the floor. Also, he’s more soft spoken than I am. A couple times he asked me eye-health-related questions, and I had to look at him blankly and say, “Excuse me? What?” because I had NO idea what he had just said. Perhaps it was all a dirty trick. Damn it, Jim, he’s an otologist, not an ophthalmologist! Sigh… It took all I had to spell “ophthalmologist” and now it took the rest that I had to spell it AGAIN. God! Kill me.