Monday, October 26, 2009

The Tirade and the Tired

I got home, made myself a salad. I gave Sam some of his canned food because he was staring at me and I'm weak. I sat down, stabbed some of my favorite herb salad. I had the fork at my mouth, about to put it in when the caregiver shuffled in and yelled...
"EDIE!!!! I ALREADY OPENED A CAN LIKE THAT A CAN LIKE THAT IS ALREADY OPENED I OPENED IT HE'S NOT EATING BECAUSE A CAN IS OPENED I OPENED THE CAN DIDN'T YOU SEE THE CAN I OPENED?!?!? heh heh heh HE WON'T EAT BECAUSE HE ATE. HE DOESN'T EAT IF HE ATE. ALREADY OPENED IT RIGHT THERE RIGHT THERE"
I briefly thought of sticking the fork in my ear to make it stop, but I didn't want to waste the salad. Fortunately she shuffled off chuckling to herself.

Now I am upstairs. I have to take out the garbage, but I will wait for her to shuffle home.