So I am at the Doctor today, waiting to get the anti-biotics that will help me kill the projectile lung crud that always takes over my body this time of year and makes me not able to run. (Point of interest, even with said projectile lung crud, my peak-flow at the athsma Dr. last week was 550, which I damned impressive, if I do say so myself)

Anyway, I got there early because the errends I planned to run on the way didn't take that long.

So I pulled my old Algerba book out of my back-pack and started working some problems.  I'm brushing up so I can help Adventure Boy put in some extra study time.

The nice lady in the headscarf across the room, gets up and says "What are you studying, can I see?"

She's all jazzed, "I love Algebra, it is my favorite subject!"

We start working problems together, and I try some Arabic on her.  Turns out, she doesn't speak Arabic, so I assume she must be from Iran.  I never learned any Farsi.

But we don't get too far when the nurse calls her in for her appointment.  :-(

Who knew you could make friends doing Algebra in the doctor's waiting room?