am I losing my mind?
‘Why am I here again?’ I blunt out a bit too loud then I intended since I was in public. To be more specific I was at the doctors. Lady Doctor to be even more specific. I was waiting for my scheduled appointment. Alone. Well I was alone; the waiting room was full otherwise, of course. Old nosy ladies, young ladies with their guys, I especially hated those. Miss me with your lovey-dovey s*it. Thank you.
I was looking rather rubbish, mind me telling you. Whenever I go to any type of doctors’ appointment I look like a homeless person, because I feel like I’m dying. Dying because I have to go there in the first place. Not a fan, but again doubt anybody loves it. As I’m scrolling thru my phone, switching between facebook, twitter and instagram all in the spam of a minute, I notice a dude entering the waiting room alone. Where is the lady?
Its then that I notice there is another office there, that’s also working right now. Oh, soo I guess not all old and young ladies are waiting for the lady doctor. Well that’s great. I won’t have to sleep here or grow grey from waiting. At least I hope so. Dude looked familiar and that was odd because he was looking fine and I always remembered a fine looking dude especially in my hometown. It’s a rare sight to see. And that’s not me being picky, that’s me stating facts. As I was mesmerized by the blonde guy, my name was called without me noticing on the first call. In my defense she did call me a madam; ‘do I look married to you?’ The answer should be negative. I do finally make my way inside and in 10 minutes I’m out. I say a polite goodbye to the people waiting and leave the waiting room as fast as I can my jacket in hands. Hasta la vista ladies and gentlemen’s. I’m on the hall, on the phone calling my douche-ass younger brother, to come pick me up. Guess what? That 1st degree f**ker went on a little tiny road trip, leaving me here even though we had plans after I’m done. But of course, he is very sorry his friend called and he ditched me just like that and he should be there in 15 minutes. As you do, to an older sister. Right. Kiss me.
I went to grab a coffee and sat down on one of the chairs on the hall right outside the waiting room I was just in. I didn’t see that blonde dude in there when I was leaving so I should camp here pretending to be smooth and check him out one more time. Like I said, fine looking male in our hometown… rare. I whip out my phone again and pretend to be busy. Soon enough I hear a guy talking with a nurse and her telling him to wait for the papers. In that moment my brother calls me back and tells me he back and now, miss me, he waiting for me to come down. I pick my bag in a hurry. Prince of Persia cannot wait.
I smash my face into something rather solid, kind of warm and soft as well. I look up and see THAT dude. Great. I was waiting for him after all. ‘Oh, I’m sorry’ the dude stutters out as I pick my jacket of the floor. ‘Its fine’ I brush it off like it’s his fault. This dude up close is looking even more fine and definitely not from around here. I can tell that now that I have him close since I again don’t have my glasses with me. To be fair I was judging him by his hairstyle and clothes before. That’s my standard when I’m practically blind, that is - without my glasses. Friends call me smart.
I follow after him catching his perfume as it leaves after him. Goddess gracious. That smelled like fresh sheets on a shitty, rainy day. Like baking the finest apple-cinnamon pies you can whip together in early fall. I was basically drugged as I drag my feet down the stairs. I rush a little bit, not to obvious but probably not the smoothest neither to catch another sniff of that glorious scent. I’m now right behind him, probably sniffing away like an altered trained dog. Smooth and classy now that I think back to it. Back then I was out of my mind and 100% out of my body. It was just that good. And since I was practically blind my nose did its job. I can hear him mumbling something to himself and as I get even more close I realize he is actually singing, so low that you can barely hear it. Scent catches my nostrils again and I feel my soul lifting from my greasy body. I could almost make out what he was singing, did not sound like my language and to be fair, I wasn’t surprised. Guy had that aura around him. As he opens the door to leave the health center, he holds them for a second and then turns around: ‘I’m Sammy by the way’. It catches me of guard I honestly couldn’t remember my name and I just grin a little smile face flushed like over-grown tomato. When he turns away from me I stutter; ‘I’m Sarah’. Fella turns back around and smiles. ‘Wow teeth white a the most expensive procelain you can buy’ I think to myself now being blinding by that sight. Beautiful. He leaves around the corner, maybe getting something from the pharmacy and I, blind and drugged, enter the car facing my shocked looking brother.
‘What the actual **** is wrong with you? Grinning like a creepy old dude and staring like that?’
‘WHAT?’ I say innocently, ‘Dude is fine as hell!’
My brother shrugs, ‘What dude?’
