Today I had a meeting with my OMGNOTANOTHER new case manager.
Apparently because I am so easy going and lovely and kind and just plain fucking awesome my new case manager (well technically Boo’s new case manager but if she talked to Boo he would be all ‘spend the money on French Fries and buying Japanese people for my movie’) has dumped me re-allocated Boo’s case to another new girl.
And they both came over today to discuss the changes that will just make my life the LITTLE BIT HARDER THANKYOUVERYMUCH to Boo’s support package.
The doorbell rang and Boo ran to the door just as I got there.
As I opened the door my jaw dropped and Boo spun around in circles of rapture.
He flapped his arms and then took off at a rate of knots running around the house, like a dog when it’s favourite person arrives.
Kinda perplexing and a little unnerving for the new new case manager as well as the old new one (you keeping up here? New one is reducing her case load so is old and her replacement is the new new) especially given my look of horror.
New new case manager is Asian.
Boo loves him some Asians. Boo wants me to buy him some Japanese people, seeing his letter of demand to Japan went unanswered.
He also likes to google pictures of Asian women, especially Harajuku girls.
So you understand my horror to see this pretty TINY woman standing at our door while my boy loses his mind with excitement.
We sit down and in whispers I try to explain Boo’s obsession with all things Japanese – and Asian equals Japanese in his mind – and don’t be surprised if he asks you to be the Pink Ranger in his Power Rangers movie. It is like the HIGHEST honour in the history of honours if you are the pink ranger.
Boo bounds into the room, his shirt over his head, grinning from ear to ear.
He towers over the small woman sitting on the lounge chair.
‘Where are you from?’ he exclaims.
She looks at me, smiles at Boo and says ‘Singapore’
He asks a few more random questions and then runs off to google Singapore.
I like her. I think I will keep her. I wonder if she wants to be the Pink Ranger…
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