Saturday, December 30, 2017

the kind of dementia I want

a coworker's alternate identity
One of the Vets in our VA assigns nicknames as simple as "therapist" and as complex as the above: "Goddess of Sandy Hill--Hallelujah--double-crossed."  Each interaction starts with him pausing, looking up, his hand on his chin as he pulls my 5 names out of his brain--sometimes in a slightly variant sequence, but really with remarkable consistency: "Goddess Mommy Fragile Humdrum 2 stars."  The other day he called out to me across the cafeteria: "Is that you, 2 stars?"  The etiology of the titles is uncertain, though I do wonder if I ever will be promoted to a higher rank.

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