I am *almost* smart

I find things. My friends know this, and will always ask me questions about how to find something, where something is, how much it costs, and on and on. If someone needed a form or information at work, they came to me. Can't get a report? Go see Susan, she probably knows where an extra one is, or will find it.

In April I had a stress test on my heart, which led to a damaged shoulder (yeah, seemingly unconnected, but I wrote about it already), which led to me being in physical therapy since May. After a few weeks of that without much relief, I called my Vampire (massage therapist) who has been coming here for about a month now, once a week, and fixing my injuries up pretty well.

So, I went to PT and told the guy that I have a great massage therapist who has great hands and was a licensed physical therapist in Romania. I praised him tremendously. I started refusing the rather useless and untrained massages I got at PT, telling them that I was getting a professional massage once a week. Eventually, I told the PT that the Vampire could be very useful to him due to his skills, which he could get probably rather cheaply, since he isn't licensed as a PT in the US, just as a massage therapist.

Then, I suggested to the Vampire that my PT needs someone there who does hands-on work. I said he needs another male there. He has been interested in finding work here where he can use some of his considerable skills, but he has said that everyone wants to hire females. I gave him the PT's card.

Friday the Vampire showed up a few minutes late. Instead of casual, he had on dress slacks and real shoes. I immediately asked him if he had an interview some place. Sure enough, he went to see my PT.

Today, I showed up for PT. The PT told me I should let the Vampire know that he is hired, and that I get the first massage.

The Vampire showed up before I left, with his required paperwork.

Why am I *almost* smart? Now that I can get my insurance to pay for my massages, I find that I am 'graduating' from PT on August 8.