Everybody say Midget!

So yesterday when we woke up the wife was all upset. She had just had a crazy dream. In the dream she was in a Costco with her friend, and they say a family of midgets trying to push a wagon full of groceries to the check-out stand. In her dream she turns to her friend and says "Drop the glove Oscar, drop the glove." Her friend turns to her and shouts "Everybody say Midget!'

So she says to me what did I think that means? 

I didn't know.

Later that day we went to my cardiologist's office to get a second opinion. It seems I needed the surgeon to sign off on the procedure since I am getting the new-fangled Watchman device. Now this is the guy who did my angiogram, and he is a pretty good doctor. The only thing is he is very imperious and about four feet tall. He has to stand on milk box to operate. He checks me out and agrees as I make sure to butter him up and tell him I am so glad that he is going to do the surgery. He leaves to write up his notes and I turn to Lisa and say "Everybody say Midget." As we were leaving, I saw him staring at me. 

I wonder if he heard me.