Tuesday the “Temperature-Ladies”

—Except this week it was yesterday, Thursday April 8th; usually my physical-therapy appointment is Tuesday.
I was taken into the Physical-Therapy lobby to schedule additional appointments. My scheduler would be *****.
“I don’t know if I should tell you this,” I said to her. “I probably shouldn’t.
****** is very pretty, but you (*****) have the eyes.
Regrettably I’m an eye-man. Men tell me I have it all wrong, but eyes are what attract me.
Your husband gets to see them eyes all the time. Me only once a week, if I’m lucky.
’The eyes are the window to the soul’,” I said.
“I've heard that too,” ***** said.
I covered my eyes. “I can’t look your way,” I told her. “It’s your eyes — WOW!”
Telling her that was entirely off-the-wall, but somebody’s gotta do it.
I bet she goes home with that ringing in her pretty head. I hope so, although my critics would tell me otherwise.
“My husband says I have ‘evil eyes’,” she said.
“Show me!” I shouted. “I wanna see yer evil eyes.”
She couldn’t do it. Of course not; she wasn’t mad at me. Her eyes sparkled instead; again WOW!
And they were brown; usually it’s blue eyes that get my attention.
No matter, her eyes were gorgeous, and our eye-contact was phenomenal.
“No pretty lady will look at you, Bobby! You are EVIL!”
She's not that pretty; ****** is prettier.
But oh them eyes!

• The “Temperature-Ladies” are two Thompson-Hospital employees who sit in the Physical-Therapy lobby per COVID-19. ****** takes your temperature with one of them infrared sensor-guns. Sometimes the other “Temperature-Lady” is *****. She peppers you with questions.