A Totally Organ-ic Reaction
(My younger son is nigh obsessed with hockey. He is, therefore, completely stoked to land a part-time job at a local hockey arena, which happens to also be the practice arena for the local NHL team. I am helping him fill out the tax forms and work permit paperwork.)
Me: *jokingly* “Make sure you read it carefully. You don’t want to find out you’ve signed up to be an organ donor for [NHL team] or something.”
Son: *considering for a moment* “It would have to depend on the organ. I mean if [Favorite NHL Player] needed a kidney, I’d totally be okay with that.”
(Is Hockeyism a religion?)
Question of the Week
What is the most wholesome experience you’ve ever had?