I was in the waiting room of a therapist yesterday, waiting for someone, when a car’s engine began to rev and continued to do so louder and louder. The car was right outside the window where I was sitting, oh, maybe all of 10 feet away and it filled the room. I looked at another person waiting and remarked that “maybe we’re being abducted, although I always thought it would be a quiet, zapping sort of thing.”

He looked at me and, after a split-second, smiled politely. I didn’t say anything more.

Later, a lady came out and told him the therapist wanted to see him now. She sat down and she started a conversation during which she revealed she and her husband were there for marriage counseling. Among other things, she mentioned he had no free-flowing sense of humor. None.

I couldn’t help referring to the revving engine abduction remark and she grinned and said, “Welcome to my world.”