Silence is golden..............Tonight while doing dishes I get a phone call.........
Telemarketer: Hi, this is Shaniquwa (yes that was her name) and I'm calling about the heart association........
I'm giggling at this point. I admit I've had a few and feeling irritable.
She starts blathering on about thank you for your donation to the heart assoc. blah, blah, blah......
I'm really laughing now because I give blood and to autism charities (duh).
As her spiel goes on about heart attacks I flash back to my current psychical and my doc putting me on meds for high blood pressure.
Gee.......I wonder WHY I'd need that???
Doc: Well your cholesterol looks good (well of course it is ass wipe! I spend 40 min on an elliptical a day and then schlep a pack load of shit to surf several hours at the beach with my kid. I'm getting plenty of exercise........it's the whiskey I can't keep out of my pie hole that keeps this weight on me).
Well, uh, with all with what you do, we still need to get your blood pressure down.
Sure Doc, find something that is going to shut the fucking voices in my head up.
Look in your Crystal ball and tell me that my son will be loved , cherished and well cared for when I'm worm food.
Then maybe I can relax and my blood pressure will go down.