It was AAR Day - Attempt At Redemption Day - yesterday. The hearing aid place finally called to reschedule the appointment they failed to keep the other day. Lots of “I’m sorry’s” and attempts at explanation. Seems “Someone” was supposed to call all the clients and inform us that the office was to be closed because of the tropical storm. Uh huh. And “Someone” simply fell down on the job. Yeah, that “Someone” person tends to wreak havoc wherever he goes.
As
it turned out, Someone was actually on site this time when I arrived. The audiologist was not there, but the
receptionist was. Seems she has been
trained to clean the hearing aids and even look in people’s ears with the cool
machine that broadcasts the internal image onto a huge television screen. She can’t do anything about what she sees, of
course. In fact the company is not even
allowing the audiologist to reach in there with her tools and scrape out excess
wax and gunk. There might be Covid lurking
in there, you know? She did a pretty
good job inside my head. Found the eardrum
with ease on the left. Had a little more
trouble on the right, though. She
discovered that my ear canal over there has an extra twist in it that makes
accessibility a bit more difficult. Hey,
I can’t make things too easy, now, can I?
I
do like her, though. She’s very
personable. She asked about my back
issues and promised to pray for me. She
even asked me what I wanted to be called, being a pastor and all. I told her I get called all sorts of things,
so she could take her pick. I think she
settled on “Pastor,” but I assured her she could keep calling me Kelley if she
wanted. Hey, the old geezer who was leaving
as I arrived got called “Sweetie.” Guess
they have something special …
Matthew
5:41 says, “And whoever compels you to go a mile, go with him two.”
Father,
thank you for Marcie over at the hearing aid place. She really seems to love you and wants to
follow you. Bless her efforts and draw
her closer to you. Amen.
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