So the road trip is done. It took 9 months to run a simple errand and we failed miserably. That is not meant to be ominous foretelling. We are far to old for that crap. We still need to get the pizza since it’s already been paid for. It’s probably cold by now though.
Wife: I’m very grateful that you got him to a doctor as best as you could, I really am.
Wife: I also very much understand that you panicked, but you set me up on speed dial
Wife: all you had to do was say “OK Google, Dial Patrick’s Wife”
Android Assistant: OK. Dialing “OH SHIT IT’S HER. LOOK BUSY”