Oh, Paul Evelyn Shenk
I took my brain into the shop today, The new receptionist was nice enough. She had crooked teeth and when she smiled I thought she might need braces. She asked me if I had ever come in before. I laughed out loud. Yes, out loud. Well, you know I go in weekly now. It’s almost getting bad enough I think I might need to go in twice a week. Maybe then she will remember me. The waiting room was different than normal. The peeling wallpaper wasn’t as bad, I think they tried to glue it back on over the weekend. No, I didn’t get my usual quack. This ones name tag said: “Paul, loves his familys dog Charlie”. Of course, he had to be a dog person, He even asked me how I was doing. I think I said fine, But to be honest I barely remember. When they opened me up this time It felt different. I always forget what it’s like To lie there with my forehead gaping While dog lover Paul tries to make light conversation. What was he expecting? It’s not like I can talk without my brain. I mean you know me, I barely form sentences regularly. Paul said my brain was worse than normal. It took him an extra 15 minutes to find it And then another 10 to catch it. He wasn’t as good as Cathy, He fixed it right there in front of me. I think it might have been the time crunch. You know, Cathy, she usually does me I think she’s on vacation, maybe Fiji.
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