Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Flirting in the Dentist's Office
I think Mari is right, a flirting contest is probably destined for disaster. But, Mysti, I'd love to hear some of your flirty exchanges. Here is another one of mine:
A couple of days ago I went to see a gum surgery dentist. My years of braces left one of my teeth with a receded gum that my dentist wants me to get repaired. I've heard that gum surgery is a bitch, so I am not looking forward to it at all. I frequently wish I'd taken a valium even when I have my teeth cleaned, let alone something known to cause more discomfort than that.
Anyway... the dentist was incredibly kind and comforting. If anyone needs a dentist in San Francisco, let me know. My eight years of searching finally paid off (thanks to Mari, of course).
Not only was this gum surgery dentist friendly, but his receptionist was as well. I had to wonder how often they get young women in their office based on what a warm and welcoming greeting I got. But then again, this is San Francisco, one of the friendliest cities in the world.
This dentist's receptionist is a very classically good-looking, well-groomed, meterosexual male. Not generally my type - I prefer scrawny, somewhat grungy / artsy guys on the fringe, but regardless, his appearance was pleasing enough for a dentists' office.
I got lots of heavy eye contact, which again, could be the culture of this office, or...
At the end of my office visit, the receptionist was very accommodating as I rejected date after date trying to schedule my gum surgery. After we agreed on an appointment time, he extended his hand across the counter.
"By the way, my name is Joseph," he flashed me a warm smile as I took his hand for a shake.
"Nice to meet you. Well, I guess you already know my name." I stumbled from the awkwardness of the encounter as I put my calendar back into my bag.
As I stepped towards the door, I continued with a smile, "Well, I would say I'm looking forward to seeing you again, but..."
I assumed he understood I wasn't looking forward to having gum surgery.
He and the nurse who was standing nearby both laughed. "Yeah, I don't get that very often," he admitted.
A couple of days ago I went to see a gum surgery dentist. My years of braces left one of my teeth with a receded gum that my dentist wants me to get repaired. I've heard that gum surgery is a bitch, so I am not looking forward to it at all. I frequently wish I'd taken a valium even when I have my teeth cleaned, let alone something known to cause more discomfort than that.
Anyway... the dentist was incredibly kind and comforting. If anyone needs a dentist in San Francisco, let me know. My eight years of searching finally paid off (thanks to Mari, of course).
Not only was this gum surgery dentist friendly, but his receptionist was as well. I had to wonder how often they get young women in their office based on what a warm and welcoming greeting I got. But then again, this is San Francisco, one of the friendliest cities in the world.
This dentist's receptionist is a very classically good-looking, well-groomed, meterosexual male. Not generally my type - I prefer scrawny, somewhat grungy / artsy guys on the fringe, but regardless, his appearance was pleasing enough for a dentists' office.
I got lots of heavy eye contact, which again, could be the culture of this office, or...
At the end of my office visit, the receptionist was very accommodating as I rejected date after date trying to schedule my gum surgery. After we agreed on an appointment time, he extended his hand across the counter.
"By the way, my name is Joseph," he flashed me a warm smile as I took his hand for a shake.
"Nice to meet you. Well, I guess you already know my name." I stumbled from the awkwardness of the encounter as I put my calendar back into my bag.
As I stepped towards the door, I continued with a smile, "Well, I would say I'm looking forward to seeing you again, but..."
I assumed he understood I wasn't looking forward to having gum surgery.
He and the nurse who was standing nearby both laughed. "Yeah, I don't get that very often," he admitted.
Comments:
Mari - I'm sorry for the confusion. This was actually the gum surgeon's office whom our dentist referred me to. And you linked to your blog? Does that mean I can put your link in my side bar (she says with excitement)?
JennyNYC - Oh, you flatter me so! ;-)
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JennyNYC - Oh, you flatter me so! ;-)
