“What’s your profession?” asked the new accountant.
“College professor,” said I.
“Engineer,” suddenly said N.
My eyes popped wide open because I never heard him describe himself as an engineer. This was the very first time in 17 years.
Of course, my reaction took the accountant aback.
“He’s not an engineer?” he asked, eyeing me suspiciously.
“I’m sure he is. Whatever he says,” I chirped. Unlike N who thinks fast on his feet, I’m a slow, plodding thinker.
“Are you the wife?” asked the now completely confused accountant. “And what kind of engineer? Electrical?”
“No, not electrical,” I squeaked, trying to demonstrate that I am, indeed, the wife. “Right?” I asked turning to N who could have easily become an electrical engineer and forgotten to mention it.
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