Struggling to be Understood
The air was filled with laughter. Someone had clearly shared a joke and a few remaining chortles escaped as we entered the room.
“What frivolity!” I observed, making polite conversation. Just because I was being scanned for a head injury was no reason to forget my manners.
The techs stared blankly.
Chief XRay Tech: What?
FrumeSarah: Frivolity.
CXT: What’s that?
FrumeSarah: Frivolity? Oh…you know. Filled with mirth.
CXT: blink. blink.
FrumeSarah: Um…joyful abandonment?
CXT: We didn’t abandon anything. Say, are like a teacher or somethin’?
DadGiraffe thought we might want to inform the medical team that this was normal behaviour for Frume Sarah and not evidence of any acute medical condition.
Disturbingly, when retelling the story to the ER doc, he corrected my pronunciation…incorrectly.
Yes, just an ordinary day in Frume Sarah’s World.
What those those techs need is an afternoon with a 19th century English novel:)
That is funny- especially since I have had this conversation with you.