Thursday, August 21, 2008

Another end of the day

Things get rather jolly around here when people show up and pay their bills. I even like it when they show up unannounced. Every little bit helps.

I am sitting at my desk, writing on my laptop, staring at a set of denture lowers left for me by a client of mine. They were his teeth. I tried to let him know that they would find a permanent place in my office with the prescription bottle, the rough house plans and the toy golf club. Over the years, each has played a small part in my practice.

Of course, the most important reminder of my practice would have to be piles and piles of paper I have collected over the years. It is all around me. I suppose if things get really bad I can always cover myself with paper for warmth and burn some of it for heat. I don't think I can eat it.

I am not proud of my piles. I need a part time secretary who could come in here and clean house. Organize. Unfortunately, the present help is more adept and creating piles than winnowing them down into an organized set. She would admit that, I am sure.

Well, it is time to go home, to Office Max and to supper. I will pass on for now.

Not permanently, hopefully.

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