Phil Albinus = father of three, husband, magazine editor, paperback hound, frustrated drummer, and aspiring novelist. I wear khakis - got a problem with that?
Just finished breakfast at my desk and my iPhone rang. 914 number. School nurse. Tim has live lice. Packed up and caught a train home. Total time at the office this morning: 30 minutes.
After picking up the baby and some McDonalds I let Rex outside so he wouldn’t beg for my Big Mac. A few minutes later a phone call. “Oh hi, we have your dog here at Chilmark Wines.” Grrr, wife left back gate opened. Walked over with the leash and outside the liquor store where I spent a TON of money up until three years ago was a pair of Westchester Moms (tm). Blonde dye jobs, early winter vests, black yoga pants and one was holding Rex on a long leash. My blak lab was in heaven - they were loving him and I wouldn’t blame him if he would rather go home with them to the McMansion in their big black SUV than come home with me. Gourmet dog food, trips to yoga classes, dog runs and chai teas with their equally toned and highlighted friends - not a bad life.
Wish I had a camera.
