The Redneck Princess

The freak show has arrived…

The freak show has arrived…

Or maybe it’s following me around town.

Or maybe I am the leader and no one has told me about the promotion.

I have no idea.

I had a doctors appointment today, don’t worry, nothing life threatening, I will be here to spew blog fodder indefinitely…anyways, when I walked into the office, it was packed.

That is not really anything new, it is always full. I make a conscious effort to NOT make eye contact with anyone when I walk in. I am generally unsociable, the following is proof of why.

I do the scan and sit, and unless there is someone I instantly recognize and like, which pretty much never happens, I  keep to myself.

Today people were LOUD.

Like ‘look at me’ loud.

What the hell is that all about? It is not midnight in the strip club here people. It’s a doctors office, at 2 in the afternoon.

Now maybe I am not up on the new sport around town or something, are people drinking earlier and no one told me about it or what? I mean my doctor isn’t nearly bad enough that I have to drink before I go see him. Actually he is kinda cute gorgeous so I don’t have any trouble going to see him. I don’t have any idea how I fluked out getting a hot doctor, but 12 years ago, I did. He pretty much knows everything about me now. Poor guy.

Anyways, I am getting sidetracked from the animal show part of the post.

I walk in and sit down as usual, and quickly grab the nearest Harrowsmith Country Life magazine I can find. Trying to ignore the creepy old couple sitting beside me that for some reason both seem to think I am interesting. Once they notice I am not paying any attention, they latch on to a new Mom with a baby sitting across from them.

The conversation was just odd. Like one of my crazy dreams. I had to give my head a little shake and make sure I was really awake. I was.

Just as I was finishing this thought, there is a guy across the room, that finds the need to tell the whole entire room that they are there for his wife this time, not for him. There is nothing they can do about him. Alrighty then. Sorry dude. I am wondering if he meant that you can’t fix loud and obnoxious.

No eye contact. Read your magazine.

I was just feeling like it was never going to end, when the girl shouts my name. Seriously, she didn’t call me like everyone else, she yelled it. Of course when a name is screamed out loud and it isn’t yours you look around to see who it is. Awesome.

No one else got called at the same time. It was all about me, walking from the back of the room to the girl, with everyone watching. Pissed that it wasn’t them, and I had sat down ages after them…once again. Awesome.

Granted the short visit with the hot Doc made all the insanity go away once I was whisked in and immediately saw him and got the hell out of there.

The whole ordeal took about 15 minutes, which is a miracle in the clinic these days…my next stop at the Chiropractor was an easy one after that…but that is a story for another day :)

12 thoughts on “The freak show has arrived…

  1. Megan Faith

    The freak show tends to be a train wreck for me… ya know the one's that you don't really wanna look at but you just.can't.help.it.  People watching can be quite entertaining, annoying and a relief to myself about the choices I make on the daily.  :)Glad you got in and outta there in a flash…. by the way is this handsome Dr. available?!  ;)

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  3. Sean Dunn

    Way different than my doc's office. It's so quiet, until someone moves, you may wonder if all the patients are already dead.  :)

  4. HoaiPhai

    Hey! I took some classes and the woman in the photo above looks just like a Sandra frm my classes, except my friend was blonde!Usually, I am the obnoxious patient. I had some major surgery years ago and I had to go to a surgeon to get diagnosed, for the actual operation, and then for months after for follow-ups. He was a great guy and we'd chat for about a ½-hour after business was taken care of. He ended up scheduling me as the last patient just so we could hang around. No, there was no bromance or anything. He was just a great guy. I'll have to make a ping-back if I can find a photo I made for him.