Poot Steps

Walking down a hospital corridor, I passed a man who was making an odd sound with every step. He either had a bad lower GI problem or there was something wrong with his shoes. I just barely managed to round the corner before laughing, poor guy.

In the next corridor, a doctor was discussing end of life issues with the tearful family members of a patient. That's what the hospital is like. It alternates between comedy and tragedy. I try hard to focus on the former, otherwise I would go nuts. Oh wait, I'm already nuts. Darn.