My gynecologist was on the local news this morning. I tried to find the video so that you could feel my discomfort, but their website seems to suck.
Discomfort, you ask?
Imagine the person who looks into your insides while you are pants-less looking straight at you through the TV while you eat your morning cereal. I thought maybe I should put up the recliner, put my heels on the corners, and scooch down to the edge of the seat. But I didn't.
I didn't think to see which pair of Chuck Taylors he was wearing, but I was happy to see he didn't feel the need to switch out his normal black scrubs for a more grown-up outfit just for the interview.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to put my pants back on.