Okay so I'll admit this: I go to a psychiatrist. He is by far the weirdest person I have ever met and I known myself for 17 years. He gets really into my life, but not in the normal way someone in his profession does. I was talking to him about college and I told him some schools I got into. Every time I said a school, I swear he looked and sounded like he was about to orgasm from excitement. I appreciated it, but I could go without the moaning and eye contact. This is how our conversation went (his name will be changed because of the whole privacy thing and how I don't want anyone to harass him and scream "I READ A BLOG AND YOU WERE IN IT!" I'm assuming I'm THAT famous right now):
Dave: So what colleges did you get into?
Me: Umm... University of Arizona...
Dave: (quietly spasming)
Me: ...University of Kansas...
Dave: (begins to make orgasm noises)
Me: (gets nervous) University of Colorado...
Dave: (shakes a little bit and yelps softly)
Me: ...Colorado State
Dave: (moans a little louder)
Me: ....Northern Arizona University
Dave: (begins moan even louder and convulses like chills just went down his body)
Me: ...and I'm waiting on University of Oregon and a couple of other schools
Dave: (completely looses it and moans loudly and makes complete eye contact with me) OH MY GOSH THAT IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING!!!!!!!!! (subtly begins to calm down a bit and fixes his hair)
I really appreciated the enthusiasm he had, but needless to say, it did make me a tad uncomfortable with all of the eye contact.
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