At 8am this morning a traveling nurse came to our house to do a mini-physical on TDH and me as part of our life insurance policy. We were advised before she came that she would ask us a few questions, do height/weight, take a urine and blood sample, and blood pressure checks.
When she arrived we had both The Boy and The Dog gated in with me in the living room as she walked into the adjacent kitchen. I waved to her and said, “Good Mornin’!”
To which she responded, “Hold on, I’ll get you the cup.”
Turns out she thought I had waved to her and shouted, “Urine!”
What an odd way to welcome someone into your home.