I Got Fired in the Lobby, Then My Rival Called

don’t stop sending signals. Maybe daughters don’t stop reading them.

“Why do you sound weird?” she asked.

“Long day.”

“Mama.”

So I told her too.

There was a pause, then, “The son-in-law guy? The one who asked if HIPAA was a software platform?”

“That would be him.”

She made a noise halfway between a choke and a laugh. “You’re kidding.”

“I wish.”

Then my son continue reading …