Not Punk'd
(NOTE: "Me" = Someone else.)OPEN on me at my gynecologist appointment this afternoon. (I forgot to shave my legs. This wouldn't be such a big deal, except that he's hot.) I am lying on the exam table as my young and very attractive doctor asks me a few questions.
Dr. Garvey: So, anything new or exciting happening in your life these days?
Me: Well, I just bought a place.
Dr. Garvey: That's great! What neighborhood?
Me: Bucktown.
Dr. Garvey: I live in Bucktown too! Great area. What street did you move to?
Me: Well, it's on Dover but the address is 1830 N. Winslet.
Dr. Garvey: Hey, that's my building!
Me: Seriously?
Dr. Garvey: Yeah, really, I live there. So, which unit are you?
Me: (shifting awkwardly in my paper gown) Uh, 314. Top floor, middle building, overlooks the courtyard.
Dr. Garvey: I'm unit 306! You know...I think I actually saw you the other day.
Me: Whoa.
Dr. Garvey: Yeah, yeah. You're balcony faces west, right?
Me: Uh, yeah.
Dr. Garvey: Were you out there the other night reading a cardboard box or something?
Me: Uh, yeah.
Dr. Garvey: That's so funny! What are the chances? My kitchen window looks right out onto your balcony! Hey, can you do me a favor?
Me: Um, okay.
Dr. Garvey: Can you scoot down a few inches and put your feet in these stirrups now?
And the room fades to black AS MY NEIGHBOR GIVES ME A PAP SMEAR.
posted by gracegow @ 2:56 PM
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