Her: I need about an hour of your time after pottery class.
Me: I’m pretty booked today but tell me what you need and I’ll tell you if I can help.
Her: WordPress sent me an email and I’ve replied except, and but…. [blah blah blah, on and on trying to monopolize my time.]
Me: Sum it up in two sentences. What is the problem and what do you need my help with, to fix it?
Her: Blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, 25 sentences.
Me: (Holding up thumb and forefinger and drawing them together.) Nope, too many words.
Her: (Checking in after pottery class and first, interrupting my meeting with the Mayor and second, ten minutes later interrupting my appointment with an older unemployed lady who is in every sense of the word, on the breadline.)
“Are you not through with her yet?”
Me: No, and I have another appointment right after this one.
Her: (Curse words, mumbling under her breath.)
“Well screw this.” (Door slams.)
Me: Thank you Jesus. 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏽🙏🏽