it doesn’t matter how you get there, as long as you get there

Actually, I just found out that sometimes it matters a lot.

JAP: Beatrix, call the orthopedical shop and ask him if he received my custom knee brace

Off I go into my soon to be proven continuance of JAP’s eternal quest to chip away at my allotted existential time in this planet.

Beatrix Kiddo: Hi, could you please tell me the status of the knee brace for JAP

Dumfounded Assistant on the phone: Let me look…………………………………………(10 minutes later). I’m sorry for the wait but it’s not here. And judging from our records we’re still waiting to get his prescription to be be able to build the brace

Makes sense, first you get the scrip, then you get the product that’s based on it. Let’s give JAP the benefit of the doubt:

BK: JAP, they told me that they don’t have your prescription. Ergo, no custom brace. Let me know the date of your visit so I can ask the doctor to forward the prescription to the shop

JAP: Sure, it’s next Tuesday

BK: (Deadpan) As in the future?

JAP: Yeah, it’s next week!

BK: (This cannot be, nobody is that stupid, nobody). Ok. What’s this appointment for?

JAP: So he can measure me for a custom knee brace and give me a prescription. Duh!

BK: (Thousand mile stare)

 Do you see? Commutative property my ass.

 

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