You knew it was coming eventually!
I was sitting in the doctor's office today, waiting on DMN (Driving Miss N) to get out of her appointment. Huge cardio doctor's office, comfortable waiting area with sofas and loveseats scattered around the room. I was polite and took an armchair (a very comfy one) in a secluded spot so as to let the actual sick people and their family/friends have the more spacious seating.
One seating area was taken by a family. Another was completely empty. I was in the mid-section.
Elderly couple--at LEAST 75 comes in. Sit beside me. Go figure.
They're having a rather loud conversation that I try really hard not to eavesdrop on.
Until this gem:
"Well, if the doctor gives you a clean bill of health today, we'll have to try something sinful tonight!"
I *think* they were talking about food...