I saw him from across the room. And edged closer.
Tall, white-haired, horn-rimmed glasses, a blue and white seersucker suit. Yes, seersucker. What can I say? It was a summer event on the water for the theater where I work - seersucker is always "in" amongst theater folks. But none of that caught my eye as much as the clear Medtronic Pump clipped to his grosgrain belt. I had to get closer. The pump, like a magnet, drew me.
"I noticed you're wearing an insulin pump," I said brightly, "I wear one too!" Popping my hip so that the outline of my pump showed a bit through the fabric of my dress.
"Oh, I'll just move out of the way - you guys are like a club." Said his wife "And don't forget to show her that other thing you have, Stan."
