Yesterday, while KP was at work, I went to the rooftop pool of this hotel that his company put us up in. I made friends with this woman named Anita from Shreveport, a neighboring town.

She was celebrating the first paycheck of her new job as a urologist after being unemployed for 14 months. We got into a long conversation about frenemies, and she told me, the next time I come across one, refer them for an appointment at her new practice.

She’ll give them a prostate exam with no KY Jelly.

She paused for a second, and said, “Actually, no, I’ll use tobasco instead.”

And then she winked, right as the hovering storm clouds broke into rain. She bolted to the stairwell, and I went to the elevator.

I’m so mad I didn’t get her number before we parted ways.

I want to make so many referrals!