What Some Consider Normal Conversation
So I'm driving home from work yesterday, and MF calls me on my cell. She tells me her doctor is prescribing yet another medication, this one an antidepressant. Here is our conversation:
MF--I'm not too happy about this.
TR: Just give it a try. I've heard pretty good things about Zoloft.
MF: Not me.
TR: Have you heard anything particularly bad?
TR: Such as?
MF: You can't get off.
TR: Well, I had that problem with the Celexa at first, but it went away. And R had the same problem with Lexapro, but it got better for her too. Even Z, who's on Effexor mentioned that but said it wasn't bad enough to stop taking it. It's not as bad for women as it is for men, for some reason.
MF: Huh? You mean they didn't have to keep taking it indefinitely?
TR: I think we've just had a pretty funny miscommunication.
MF: (More silence)
MF: AH, SICK! SICK, TANIA! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?! THAT"S NOT WHAT I MEANT! WHO TALKS ABOUT STUFF LIKE THAT?
TR: Obviously, a lot of people I know.
MF: Have you EVER heard me talk about anything like that?
TR: No... (True, I was actually impressed.)
MF: Oh my gosh! Too much information.
TR: (Laughing uncontrollably)
MF: I've gotta go. I'm gonna throw up now.