Tie o’ the Day and I showed up at what I thought would be my last day at Physical Therapy, but I was wrong. I guess I will be attending one more week of shrugging, pointing my wood “wand,” and yanking on a bigly rubber band. I’ll just have to deal with it.
Tie was the cause of a minor commotion at PT. It was the first time I had worn a tie and not a bow tie to PT. Someone asked me a question about why the change, and then that turned into more questions about how the tie got so tiny. I explained it was a kid tie. The office assistant asked where she could buy some of the shrimpy critters for her kids, and I told her I got mine at Seagull Book. That prompted somebody else to stand all amazed and chime in to ask if I was LDS. Well, my answer to that question turned into a whole sprawling novel. And before I knew it, I had mentioned TIE O’ THE DAY.
Before I left PT, a few of the folks had already been on their phones, checking out the website for themselves. And when I got home to write a post, I noticed the website had grown by two more subscribers, from my day at PT. Apparently, I am a dynamic missionary.
Well, okay then.
I hope they call you on a mission!