So. When Morrissey tickets went on sale, I was naturally frantic - like everyone else trying to get good seats - and ended up with two tickets. The one I shall use and then an extra one, which I had planned to sell. Well, until my mother called.
MOM: Did you get your Marrissey ticket?
ME: Yep! Got two, actually. I ended up with a better seat so I'll just sell the other.
MOM: Oh! You have an extra ticket?? I want it!
This doesn't come as
Last night the mother of a client of mine came in for her monthly massage. I usually see her in passing as she only gets a facial a few times a year. Her daughter, however, I see often. I hadn't recently and wondered why, but didn't think much of it as she had started college and I figured I'd see less of her because of that.
When I saw her mother last night, I noticed she looked as though she was in pain. I figured she was suffering from lots of muscular problems.