I was on the phone having a pity party with a girlfriend. I had been laid up with a sore foot for over a week. The drastic change in my routine had finally gotten to me. I hadn’t been able to workout in days.
She was in the same frame of mind. The house her husband left her with when he walked out years ago was falling apart. She was having trouble keeping up. She needed a new man in her life.
I listened to her complain, and she sympathized with me.
“You should watch Oprah today, it’s going to be a good one,” she said, changing the subject.
“What’s it on?” I asked.
“Sex appeal.” she replied.
“Sounds depressing, how be you watch it and tell me all about it.”
Minutes later the phone rang.