It was late last Saturday night when my phone rang, I just got done watching a movie on the Telly, and was pretty exhausted and just wanted to go to sleep. But I decided to answer the phone just out morbid curiosity. And picked up the phone, and the shock alone was enough to keep me up for the rest of the night. It was my coworker Joanna. Her daughter was in the hospital and her health was critical.
I was surprised that Joanna had called me up, me of all people; I was just her stupid coworker who she barely talked too. We had known each other for many years. But just barely got around to talk to each other, over the coffee breaks. We only talked because she needed some kind of support after her nasty divorce, but or discussions were more therapeutic than friendly so I could not comprehend that she called me up in this situation. The worst thing was probably that I didn’t even know what to say, other than why. Why me and not a closer friend was I really such an amazing therapist, or where our friendship stronger than I thought?
Nether the less I just shup up, and loot her speak; she must have needed it. Poor thing not even her dead beat ex-husband had arrived yet.
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