A nursing home is one of those places where a good laugh is always much appreciated. Here’s how I get one. It never fails.
Having visited my aunt on the second floor, I board an elevator crowded with staff and patients, one of them in a wheelchair; and after the doors close and we start moving, I look down and say, “Oh, no! I dropped my snake.”
A little Korean nurse cries, “What!”–and everybody laughs. And then she laughs, too, and we’re all still chuckling when we arrive at the next floor.
It never fails.