So med school was over...I was officially a doctor! One night after work, I stopped by the salon for a haircut and the lady was nowhere to be found. Instead, I was greeted by this redneck hottie who was running the tattoo shop next door. He told me that the hair shop owner had come down with food poisoning and he was looking out for the shop for her while she was recovering.
I don't know if it was the tattoos, his southern accent, the camoflage, or just the fact that I hadn't had a date....ever...and was a 24 year old virgin...but this guy was really making me hot! I think he could sense it, and he actually asked me for my phone number. I was kind of shocked! No one has ever asked for my number before. I knew what my friends would say....either go for it....or I am losing my mind. But I didn't care. I just gave him my number and giggled like a school girl.
All of a sudden, he doubled over in pain! He said "call a doctor please"! I paniced at first and then I remembered....I AM a doctor!
I whipped out my portable diagnostic machine and started scanning him. We were drawing a crowd by I didn't care. I was a woman on a mission. I had to get this guy fixed because I was NOT missing out on that date!
Finding nothing with the machine, I broke out the bad boy....portable x-ray machine. AHA just as I suspected....you have food poisoning just like the salon lady next door. Mr. hottie didn't say much...he thanked me but he was in a bit of a daze from the pain killers I gave him. I realized then that I probably had zero chance of this guy ever calling me, so I left.
Boy was I wrong. In fact, 3 days later when he had recouperated, he called me and asked me to meet him at the local Bistro. I got all dolled up, put on my best dress, and waited there for him. When he walked up behind me, I could smell his cologne and I knew it was him without even seeing him. MAN he smelled good.
We chatted for a while. He told me that he really appreciated me saving his life, and that he figured it was some bad fish he had caught and given to the salon girl and had also eaten himself.
He bought me a hamburger....my favorite...and we talked about everything under the sun!
I realized I was probably seriously over dressed. Here I was in my finest dress and he was in camoflage. He had apologized initially, saying he had just come from fishing - his favorite pastime and didn't know I would be dressed up. He told me how beautiful I looked and that he felt embarrased to be so under dressed.
Just then, I had a brilliant idea. I asked him how he would feel about going fishing over the weekend? He seemed surprised. YOU fish? He asked me. I told him I never had, but would not mind learning.
He had this dreamy look on his face, which I wasn't quite sure what it was. I was definitely into this guy big time, but he was hard to read! I couldn't tell if he was just grateful for me saving his life, or if he was actually attracted to me.
He grabbed my hands and told me that he had the most amazing time with me, and that he would love to see me again if I would allow him to. I thought that was really sweet of him, and I think I probably blushed a little.
He hugged me goodbye, and it was such a sincere hug. He said "goodnight beautiful" and got in his camoflage pickup and drove away. I then realized something. I didn't even know his name.
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