Had the Doc offices PA come see me this morning. He looked nervous.
He said I need to tell you something. But your psyche is so fragile, I don’t want to.
I was able to say “Why"?”
He tells me.
My guy, I’ve had bad news my whole life. My psyche is bloody well not fragile.
I have some fragility. Sure.
I assure you my psyche is fine.
Oh, the news was not very bad and did not damage my fragile psyche, at all.
What the heck?