You really don’t want to think about it.
The eye surgery is complete, and I returned to the office today. Before taking off for the surgery, I was joking around with one of my co-workers (he’s approximately my age), about how I might never see him again and that sort of thing.
So when he came in this morning, I greeted him with “Mister Clooney! What a suprise to see you here! You must be back in Kentucky visiting family? Listen, my wife is a big fan; could she get an autograph? Just a Love, George?” He seemed to appreciate that.
