It's that time of the year to count our blessings.
Many years ago, I was stuck in perhaps the worst job ever, working for someone who quite literally drove people insane. (Really--I'm not making this up.) One morning, upon answering the phone, I had this conversation:
Me: Good morning. Factoid and Blister.*
Woman: I need to refill my Valium prescription.
Me: I'm sorry, you have the wrong number.
Woman [screaming]: I WANT MY VALIUM!!!
So, what am I thankful for this year? I'm thankful I'm not that woman.
To all my legions of loyal readers--yes, all ten of you--may you have a happy, healthy Thanksgiving, and may your turkey be stuffed with Valium. I hear it goes great with cranberry sauce.
Oh, and to all my new readers in Canada: Sorry, fellas, you jumped the gun and celebrated T-day a month ago, so no Valium for you. If you're good, maybe for Christmas.
*Company name changed to protect the guilty.