My financial controller had surgery this week. While she was under the anesthesia, I got to be in charge of my money. It was a nice feeling, though I was not allowed to spend any. After all, where can you spend money in a surgical clinic? The coffee was free and I didn’t want a soda.
Naturally, I was concerned about her operation and not focused on money. Not once did I day dream about taking the debit or credit cards and running to a sporting goods store for really important stuff. Since she had foot surgery, she wouldn’t have been able to chase me.
No she didn’t have surgery to get her foot out of my butt. I knew you were thinking that.
If I had gone to the sporting goods store while she was there, then it would have been for that.
PMO
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