Good Skin, Teetth & Bumping And Grinding

Been visiting the doctor rather reguarly, and the last one was interesting. I met the doctor on-the-fly.

She was out, and I was sitting in the reception area. She blows in, switches on this huge smile and says, "Hi Ronnie!"

The rest of the conversation was a bit of a blur...

Me: "Hi."

She: "Come..."

Me: "Okay"

She: "We'll take this room."

Me: "Okay"

She: "Okaayyy...?"

Me: "Shirt...?"

She: "Okay..."

I take of my shirt, she looks/peers closely, and "Hmmm..., looks good"

Me: "Yeah"

She: "Okay..."
So, shirt goes on again, and she says, "Nice shirt!"

Now, I was doing just fine till then, but when I heard a compliment from my doctor, first about my skin, which I let pass, and then about my shirt, it got to be a little too much to handle...

So I go something like this..., "Yeah, its an old one... Tie dyed. But then I am trying to make a statement you know... "

Immediately after saying that, I was quite thoroughly blank what statement I was trying to make with a bright red-dish/orange-ish tie dyed shirt anyway...?

So, gathered up what little dignity I had, and went back again to the office, met up with friends and a dentist! of all people and went to Athena... drank a drink, shook a leg, and met Keshav, another colleague there. Not in the same order, but close...