Sitting in a hospital waiting room tonight, bored out of my skull and eavesdropping, as one does. Father, 60-ish, and Son, 40-ish are sitting behind me.
Son: What if I just don’t sign the papers? What’s she gonna do?
Father: Little advice, kid. Just sign the papers.
Son: I don’t want to be divorced!
Father: You know what women had before they had divorce? Poison.
Son: …
Father: Just sign the papers.
Son: What if I just don’t sign the papers? What’s she gonna do?
Father: Little advice, kid. Just sign the papers.
Son: I don’t want to be divorced!
Father: You know what women had before they had divorce? Poison.
Son: …
Father: Just sign the papers.
