OMG I'm a loser

...No not really.

Two really funny stories from work. First one is really embarrassing, ok not that bad.

I swear, somedays I should just not be allowed out in public settings. It was the end of the day and I was talking with my receptionist (not Alf, the other one) about my loathing of scrub pants. Yes you read correctly. I can't stand scrub pants. I'm sure I've mentioned this before. This isn't the embarrassing part though.

So, yak yak yak. I decide to go on why I loathe scrub bottoms. Now comes the embarrassing part. I lowered my scrub pants a little bit lower (get your minds out of the gutter, seesh), and was demonstrating my point. By doing this the inseam or what I refer to as the "crotch" of the pants gets lower to almost halfway between my hip and knees. I sort of grabbed that part of the pants going "see, the crotch of my pants are like halfway down to my knees, not a becoming look." Keep in mind, my final patient chooses to come out of the changing room at just that instant. Talk about wanting to die on the spot.

Here's the less embarrassing story. It's one of those 'I-could-kick-myself-right-now' moments.

Any one who knows me, knows that I think I recognize everyone. Whether it be only in name or actual face, I swear I've seen them before, I'm almost always positive. Unforunately for my sanity, 90% of the time, I'm wrong.

Today, I can gladly say, I reached the coveted 10 percent. Yep. I was actually on the ball this time.

Back to the story. I came back from lunch, as I do everyday, as much as I don't want to, but hey I have bills to pay. Take my first patient into the x-ray room. He's hot, and I mean really hot not just because of his hotness, but because he was such a sweetheart. I swear his smile just made me melt, that kind of guy. Those rare guys.

Just as I'm going to develop some of his x-ray films, ensuring no repeats are required (like that would be a bad thing *wink, wink*), I think to myself that this guy seems oddly familiar. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I just figured I imagined it and was on crack, like I always do.

My receptionist arrives and she notices his hotness too. She was saying that she almost walked into the x-ray room [there is a door into the new file room there] and she said he was singing, it startled her. I even told her, I could have sworn I've seen this guy. My gut was telling me it was from Canadian Idol, but that's just silly. I'm crrraaaazy.

Apparently, I'm not so crazy. I just remembered and decided to 'google' him. Sure enough, the guy was on Canadian Idol. So hah! I'm not crazy, yay. Still, now I'm completely kicking myself. I mean c'mon the guy was hot and a total sweet heart and like the same age. Probably has a girlfriend [update....no gf, but wife], but who cares, he was just completely a sweet guy. I'm not going to name names, because that's against everything I stand for, plus I could bet in big trouble for it. So you can all thank PHIA for never knowing who it was. Still, damn. Damn. That's really all. Damn. Why couldn't I remember exactly where I recognized him from. Mind you I'm sure that would have completely been embarrassing for him, but still. Shucks. We can always hope he needs some again, right? Right? hehe

Any ways, I just felt like sharing a day in the life of an idiot.

Laters.

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{..::current..mood::..} tired, yet one a sort of high from the treadmill
{..::currently..reading::..} Nothing as of this moment. Contemplating re-reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (OMG the trailers are soooo awesome!)
{..::currently..watching::..} Nothing. Although I did check out 'My Name is Earl.' That show is completely hilarious.
{..::currently..listening::..} Some song (not the title) by the Dixie Chicks.

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