Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

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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L Milton Hankins January 22, 2022 at 5:57 PM Love it! If I only had the nerve. You can't imagine the number of times they call for "Hawkins!" Hawkins? Until I finally say, "It's Hankins, with an N!" (snicker) (snicker) How much trust can you put in a medical office that can't get your name straight??? Caren Krutsinger January 23, 2022 at 1:56 PM Not much trust at all

Darlene De Beaulieu January 22, 2022 at 3:15 PM Hello Caren, it is a good thing they got that figured out. Hugs. Darlene De Beaulieu January 24, 2022 at 3:45 PM Hello Caren, I agree with you C\ren. Hugs. Caren Krutsinger January 23, 2022 at 1:56 PM I think the lady knew, she was enjoying the "show"

Ilene Bauer January 22, 2022 at 2:32 PM ha! you paint a very vivid picture, caren! i can see it all... Caren Krutsinger January 23, 2022 at 1:56 PM I almost burst out laughing.