New shoes

So I was doing a vasectomy on this guy. He gets to talking and I get to listen. This is what he said.

“Doc years ago, we had three kids and we’re Catholic. Ok, we’re sort of Catholic”. (I did my training in New Orleans. I learned to do vasectomies on Catholics. I pass judgment on nobody) We had three kids and my father-in-law came to me and said, “you need to stop having kids”. Then he gave me $1000.00 and said, “take this cash and get yourself a vasectomy. It’s nothing you need to confess”.

The guy said, “that $1000.00 worked on me. I didn’t know what to do. I felt the conflict of my faith, we had all the kids we needed, there was a bit of guilt, and now I had a pocket full of cash”. 

Turns out, he said, “I took that money and I bought myself a suit and a fine pair of shoes. We had another kid about six months later.”

I kept doing my work and the room grew quiet. He grew reflective. 

He said, “You know, now we got four kids and I love them all. I’m too fat to fit in the suit I bought and somewhere along the line, I lost the shoes”.