So, as I believe I've already mentioned, I sweat A LOT.
Yesterday, the doctor's wife asked me to put two bookcases together for the doctors office. Being that I am an excellent putter-together-er thanks to the tutelage of Paul Neff and Neff Equipment patrons who can never manage to buy equipment that comes fully assembled, I agreed.
Halfway through the first bookcase, I had already managed to sweat through my shirt (and yes, I was inside in the air conditioning and everything. However, thanks to my excellent spidey senses, it appears that I feel the massive amounts of humidity no matter where I am).
The doctor walked into his office where I was assembling his bookcase monstrosities and asked what I was doing. Umm...what does it look like I'm doing?
We then proceeded to talk about my sweat - everyone always thinks they have to talk about it when really the polite thing to do is to pretend that I'm not sweating at all.
I told him that I always sweat like a man.
He then said this, "Well, you know what they say about good horses. The best horses are always the best sweaters."
Are you honestly comparing me to a horse?
This brought back bad memories of when Grandma Satan (whose real name is Saden, but she was so mean that she deserved the nickname) compared me to a "dumpy French horse". Of course, I thought that she said, "dumpy French whore". You should have seen my mom's face when her 10-year-old daughter asked, "Mom, what's a French whore?"
3 comments:
Erin, you might be a mustang but the car variety, not the horse variety. :) I stole that from some movie but I can't remember which one. EVERYONE sweats (even in air conditioning) in Texas. It's the city, not you.
I guess the best thing you can take from this is that at least he didn't make you take a pregnancy test, right?? :)
But I bet he was thinking in his mind, "If a good horse sweats, a good PREGNANT horse sweats even more! MUST HAVE HER TAKE A PREGNANCY TEST!"
I would have told him to take a hike.
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