Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Resthome anecdotes (1 of 2): Dinner absence.

The other week at the resthome, this one woman who I tend to discuss books with a lot observed to me that this one gentlemen who hums to himself very loudly wasn't at dinner that night, and he wasn't at lunch that day either.

"But the funny thing is," she was like, "I still heard him doing that in my head, today at lunch."

"Interesting," I was like, and I then told her about how sometimes I hear my cellphone alarm going off in the morning and I wake up, but it's not it at all, it's just me thinking that I hear the sound from the cellphone alarm.

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