Five Routine Minutes: The Man With Another Man’s FacePosted: May 20, 2011
When someone mentions another person to me, my mind conjures up a picture of that person. My little mind pictures are pretty accurate. Pretty much.
When someone from a different section at work became seriously ill, word spread quickly. Things didn’t look good. Really not good. Quite not good.
Part of my morning meeting has recently involved a discussion of the latest on Bob’s condition, according to the rumor mill.
Last week I taught a class. Before class, I got into the room to take care of some last-minute preparations. As the room filled, I joked with a few of the students that I knew. I looked up to start to speak, but something was very wrong.
The guy who I thought was in the hospital was in the class! Clearly someone else is in the hospital.
This guy being in my class really got to me. I fumbled my way through the class, but he was really distracting.
I considered throwing him out for being healthy.
Somewhere, a man is in a hospital bed. Maybe I should go find out who it is, but I don’t know how I’ll be able to tell I’m in the right place.