Sunday, 22 May 2011
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Right...right
I tell him to wash his blackened, always-bare feet before slipping on his sandals to go to karate.
Two minutes later, I tell him again.
Two minutes later, I tell him again.
Each time he keeps nodding, "Right... right..." as he's walking away...
The last time I tell him, he takes a step, starts to take his lab coat off, then haltingly steps forward, indecisive...
I can see the wheels turning, and come to the rescue: "First take off the coat, then roll up the pantlegs..."
"Riiiiight!!"
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Huh? Lab coat?
This reminds me of my brother, who never washes his feet... even though they start smelling like rotten cheese after a few days without washing. He never takes his socks off. Hah. And I am the one with blackened feet from never wearing socks.
Tell him... Right, perhaps you're right!