today at the ortho the woman at the make-a-new-appointment counter asked me a question. the words didn’t quite process so i had to ask her to repeat her question three times. finally:

me: [lightbulb flickers on. weakly.] oh! “perfume

her: yes – what kind are you wearing?

me: [slowly, still confused] uh i’m not wearing any perfume.

her: oh. …really?

me: [resisting urge to sniff own armpit] …uh. yeah?