Tuesday, September 19, 2006

it's okay, really!

Conversation at the vet's office:

Me: Hi, I'm here to pick up Georgia B.

Receptionist: alrighty, let me just page the kennel

Me: Well, No, that's not...

Receptionist: Is she in with one of the doctors?

Me: uhhhh...

Receptionist: Dr. N**** or Dr. J****??

Me: actually, um, that's her sitting on your desk.

Silence.

Me: In the box.

Receptionist: Oh shit.

Me: yeah, I know.

4 comments:

Erin said...

I don't really have a comment... I just wanted to give you a virtual hug -- ****HUG****

Stinkydog said...

thanks, E.

Fishdog said...

crazy. sad. funny.

Allison said...

I had the same thing happen when I picked up my cat, Malcolm, from the vet hospital. I had him cremated, so I was there to pick up the box. It was sort of funny in a very black comedy way, because I'm sure the other people in the waiting room weren't expecting it. But, you know, sad.

P.S. Malcolm's box is still sitting next to my TV--haven't buried him yet and it's been almost 10 years. Odd.