Friday, February 16, 2007

Why I Rarely Go to the Doctor


Doctor: So what do you do?

Me: I'm a lingerie buyer and a writer and I sing in a band occasionally.

Doctor: Oh, what's the name of the band?

Me: Cycle Sluts from Hell

Doctor: Hmm…funny! So when did you get sick?

Me: January 1st. I partied too much on NYE and have been sick on and off ever since.

Doctor, looking concerned: Drugs?

Me: Erm...not anymore.

Doctor: Hmmm...(lifting my sleeve up so he can take my blood pressure and noticing cut scars on my arm). When did these happen?

Me: A long, long time ago. Youthful angst.

Doctor (sounding unconvinced): Hmmm...Okay, can you lift up your shirt so I can listen to you breathe?

Me (realizing I'm wearing the ugliest, rattiest, full-coverage dead-of-winter bra anyone's ever seen): Um…okay…

Doctor: So, you're a lingerie buyer, huh? What's that like…

Me: Sigh...

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