7.26.2006
It's the power of love....can you feel it?
Two post in one day.....what's going on?!?
Eh. Not much. That pretty much explains it...but, really, I needed to share an experience that I had this morning that makes one of my mental "Top 5" lists....Okay. I just made that up..but, after this encounter, it's going to be hard to usurp THIS number one spot.
I made a *hopefully* final journey to my local STD clinic early this morning. On a side note, IN THEORY, this was the last test/urine sample/questioning that I will have to endure before turning in my Peace Corps medical clearance packet. Yay! I have to wait for some results to come in, so it's not mailed yet......but, damn if I ain't close.
Anyway....It's the STD clinic...there's a waiting room...we all know what we're there for and the staff is so blasé about their daily duties that no consideration is given to the weirdness of explaining how to pee in a cup...while the entire waiting room listens in.
Whatever. I didn't find it terribly embarrassing or anything...in fact, I don't find many things all that embarrassing...but, it was slightly amusing.
Everything worked out fine...I wasn't there for very long and it turned out that I didn't even really have to do anything because I was there a couple weeks ago any they were able to work with me based on my previous visit. Cherry.
So, I made my way out to the parking lot, not really paying any particular attention to the fact that another gentleman* was leaving the clinic at the same time.
He casually walked up to me and asked, "Hey...you take-a da bus?"
I didn't really respond, I just kinda looked up and shook my head "No."...I caught a glimpse of him as he asked me the second question, "So..you got a ride? Do you need me to give you one?"....all this smooth-talking was being delivered with a wry smile....I shook my head again as all the piece began to fall into place.
This guy was trying to "pick me up"....outside of a goddamn STD clinic! He can't be serious....can he?
I was waiting for him to take the next step and inquire on the results of my tests. I guess it might be seen as a safe place to pick up chicks...at least you know they're conscious of their sexual health.
Wow. So, there we have it....the #1 Most Inappropriate Place To Be Hit On....I think this position could be commandeered only by a rare instance of being asked out at a relative's funeral...
*this term is used loosely
Eh. Not much. That pretty much explains it...but, really, I needed to share an experience that I had this morning that makes one of my mental "Top 5" lists....Okay. I just made that up..but, after this encounter, it's going to be hard to usurp THIS number one spot.
I made a *hopefully* final journey to my local STD clinic early this morning. On a side note, IN THEORY, this was the last test/urine sample/questioning that I will have to endure before turning in my Peace Corps medical clearance packet. Yay! I have to wait for some results to come in, so it's not mailed yet......but, damn if I ain't close.
Anyway....It's the STD clinic...there's a waiting room...we all know what we're there for and the staff is so blasé about their daily duties that no consideration is given to the weirdness of explaining how to pee in a cup...while the entire waiting room listens in.
Whatever. I didn't find it terribly embarrassing or anything...in fact, I don't find many things all that embarrassing...but, it was slightly amusing.
Everything worked out fine...I wasn't there for very long and it turned out that I didn't even really have to do anything because I was there a couple weeks ago any they were able to work with me based on my previous visit. Cherry.
So, I made my way out to the parking lot, not really paying any particular attention to the fact that another gentleman* was leaving the clinic at the same time.
He casually walked up to me and asked, "Hey...you take-a da bus?"
I didn't really respond, I just kinda looked up and shook my head "No."...I caught a glimpse of him as he asked me the second question, "So..you got a ride? Do you need me to give you one?"....all this smooth-talking was being delivered with a wry smile....I shook my head again as all the piece began to fall into place.
This guy was trying to "pick me up"....outside of a goddamn STD clinic! He can't be serious....can he?
I was waiting for him to take the next step and inquire on the results of my tests. I guess it might be seen as a safe place to pick up chicks...at least you know they're conscious of their sexual health.
Wow. So, there we have it....the #1 Most Inappropriate Place To Be Hit On....I think this position could be commandeered only by a rare instance of being asked out at a relative's funeral...
*this term is used loosely
