I was working at the store last night when I saw a familiar face- at about 6:30, Dr. Z walked in! When I had mentioned to him that I had started working there part time he told me that he shopped there sometimes (he makes his own xmas cards!) so maybe I shouldn't have been surprised, but I was! So much so that I accidentally charged some poor woman for a $30 teapot she didn't buy!
He of course recognized me, and we chatted a bit as I rang up his purchases. (Though I was still rattled enough that at first I rang them all in as returns!) Just small talk, though a part of me was so tempted to throw questions and random cycle facts at him. "Should I be worried that none of my embryos froze?? I have my pregnancy test in five days! I have an appointment scheduled with you on the 6th!"
But of course I didn't... I figured that was probably not appropriate patient/doctor protocol.
After he left, I told my manager who he was and said "I don't know if I was more flustered by the fact that he's seen my nether-regions or that he's seen me hysterically crying in his office!"*
A few hours later, I came home to this email in my inbox:
It was nice seeing you this evening. I am always reluctant to say too much in situations like that as I never want anyone to feel that they have to reveal too much to their co-workers about how we know one another. I want to wish you and III a very happy holiday season and great things to come in 2011.
With best regards, Dr. Z
III and I have always liked Dr. Z, and felt that along with being a great doctor, he's a nice guy. That he initiated and sent this email definitely shows that.
*For some strange reason, my droid keeps changing the word "he's" to "ne'er-do-well"! LOL