Gerald
A woman in scrubs came to the waiting room.
She was wearing a pony tail and tennis shoes.
“GERALD!” she yelled loudly.
No one got up.
An older lady with pink hair and a floppy hat looked at me.
She shrugged.
I smiled, but she could not see it because of the mask.
There is a minute of silence.
Another nurse came out and yelled GERALD!
Several of us looked up and down at each other.
No one moved.
The older lady with the pink hair rolled her eyes.
A few minutes later the pony tailed nurse returned.
GERALD! She hollered.
The pink haired lady asked “Do you mean Gerard?”
Apparently she did.
Gerard was the old guy with the pink haired lady.
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