Yesterday, I pulled my son out of school for an orthodontist appointment. We showed up at the office, and the receptionist looked at me like I had three eyeballs. "I don't think you're supposed to be here."
"But I wrote it on the calendar," I said.
"Well, the computer is down, so I can't check for sure. But I really don't think you're supposed to be here."
"Okay," I said. "Should I take him back to school?"
"No. We'll fit him in."
After the appointment, the receptionist had the computer up and running. "Let's see when you were actually supposed to be here." She typed a few things in. "Uh, huh," she said. "You were supposed to be here last Tuesday. Same time. Same place."
"Oh," I said. "Sorry."
"That's okay, girl. You were at the right church. You just had the wrong pew."
Story of my life!