I'm at Amerige Tobacco, picking up some smokes and iced tea. The Egyptian man who is the owner winces, and feels his abdomen.
"Next week, I have surgery. I have kidney stones."
A girl in the shop says, "It's Friday night. Don't be such a downer."
"I don't feel pain on Friday?" he asks.
"Friday is a pain holiday," I offer, and everyone seems to agree that this would be a good idea.