one small corner of the universe

My mom visits us every Sunday night on her way home from work. Tonight she inadvertently left her hospital ID badge on my table when she left. What does it say about me that this was my first thought when I found it: “It’s too bad I’m not involved in some sort of heist or secret operation at the hospital, because I could totally use her badge to sneak in, and then I could use a little watch walkie-talkie (like I really have one of those lying around) to alert George Clooney that the coast was clear.”

I really need to get a life.