Today when I was waiting for my doctor in a clinic examining room, I received a text from my daughter. Apparently, my grandson’s school has had an outbreak of lice. Along with the notifications, the school let parents know about a salon in town — Lice Knowing You — that checks your child’s head and pulls out all the nits. My daughter says their website boasts of a whole team of nit-pickers which we have determined might be the worst job ever.

Portland is known for creative careers. There’s a business not far from us that’s a combination laundry/bar. It’s called Spin and you can drink while you wait for your laundry to cycle through. There’s a feature on the dryers that sends a text when your clothes are dry — and a mini gift section that sells socks for any you might have lost in the process.

My doctor arrived late and ended his exam by telling me that if I didn’t already drink wine, I should probably start.