A text conversation from yesterday:
Me: I’m sitting in the waiting room. There’s a woman wearing a leather motorcycle jacket that says “Elton John! Saturday Night’s Alright by ME!” Hahahahaha!
Me: I mean, what? She looks like a tough cookie, too.
Me: Even weirder is that it’s my OBGYN office, so I know why she’s here!
Sister: Haha. She’s getting her Elton John checked out.
And then I died.