So today, I'm changing Spunketta in the hospital waiting room. (They call it the solarium. I don't know why.)
It's a little space with chairs and couches just off the elevators, and away from the patient rooms.
Anyway, I'm watching the TV (because there has to be a TV, right?) out of the corner of my eye as I am changing the squirming Spunketta, (and I am RIGHT in front of the TV, okay?).
And this fella walks out from the patient area, talking on his cell phone. And without hesitation, he steps in front of me and turns off the TV. Which I was watching. (An infomercial for a Dean Martin something).
And I'm thinking WHAT A JERK and I gear up to say something (don't piss off a gal with a dirty diaper) but then I think -- he might be in pain. Losing someone. Like I am.
SO I don't say anything.
But he's still a jerk
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