Midway Through My Vasectomy, the Surgeon Said One Sentence That Told Me Something Was Very Wrong. – The Archivist

just take it,” I interrupted. “Like I always have. Like the smart, ugly daughter who exists to solve everyone else’s problems.”

Silence.

“Please,” he said finally, the word sounding foreign in his mouth. “Just give us more time. A few months to figure something out. We can’t afford anywhere else. You’re going to make us homeless.”

“You’re adults,” I continue reading …