Well. Last night’s date with Dr. D was verrrry interesting! Remember how I’d suggested that we meet at this sexy little cocktail lounge? Dr. D said he was game to try it, but it turns out the place is really tiny and it looked like there weren’t going to be any seats after I’d checked Opentable, so I told him that I was open to suggestions on where we should meet.
So he suggested this Mexican place that’s kind of a hot spot for the rich and pseudo-famous in this town. I’ve heard a lot about this place and how busy with Real Housewives and the like - it always is. I’ve even dropped in for lunch on a much less crowded day. It’s a really nice place, and I was fine with it, but it’s definitely a see-and-be-seen kind of place.
I was fine with that.
I get there at 7:30 and there’s Dr. D waiting for me at the bar. I walk up and hug him hello, and he has me turn so he could introduce me to the guy sitting in the barstool next to where I was standing…do you remember The Surgeon? The sleazy drunk guy who took me for fancy sushi way back in the summertime?! He was on a date with this young hot thang and I just shook his hand and said hello and pretended that I had never met him!!
And when I turned back around to talk with Dr. D, he told me that The Surgeon could give ALL of our mutual crazy doctor friends a run for their money! [sidenote: yes, I know] And that the woman he’s out with is 29ish and the daughter of one of his (Surgeon’s) PARTNERS???!! And that they’ve been dating for over a year. [sidenote: The Surgeon and I went out in August]
I was kind of speechless and acted sort of horrified, but I never told Dr. D that I already personally knew The Surgeon. We didn’t talk much more about him because I honestly wasn’t sure what to say, but now I’m debating whether or not to tell him…because Dr. D told me that they are sometimes in surgery together! Yikes.
I just told Goldilocks (my colleague at work) about seeing The Surgeon last night and asked her if I should tell Dr. D that I know him and she’s like, “HELL YES….before HE tells him!”
Because, yeah…who the fuck knows what The Surgeon might tell Dr. D! He’d probably tell him that I’m some kind of crazy bitch and then it’d be all over for he and I, right?
Other than that, the date was another very, very good one. Dr. D is so down to earth and mellow and happy-go-lucky. I really like this guy and want very much to see him again.
He told me he’s on call this weekend (AND it’s his birthday on Sunday, no less), and I asked him how he was celebrating. He replied that he couldn’t really “celebrate” while being on call. So I told him I wanted to invite him out to celebrate his birthday sometime next week. He said that he’d love that.
We kind of left it at that. It was already past my bedtime and I called for my Lyft. He waited with me and gave me a sweet kiss at the end of the night and it was very nice - not overly sexy, but very nice. I’m digging Dr. D.
I’m also trying to figure out how to brooch the Surgeon thing tactfully as well.
Any thoughts?
UPDATE!!! Perfect timing! He texted me during my lunch break and said he hoped he wasn’t interrupting but wanted to wish me good luck with my presentations today. I texted him a thank-you back and asked him if he was busy and if he had time to talk? He called me quickly and said YES, he has time to talk and seemed super happy, so I just kind of nonchalantly told him that I wanted to tell him something…that I’d gone out with The Surgeon ONCE a while back and I was so surprised to see him last night that I wasn’t sure what to say! And I told him that we were clearly not meant for each other, but I wanted him to hear it from me first before The Surgeon told him and made some kind of big deal out of it. Dr. D was soooooo cool about it and even laughed and we’ve already made a joke of it. So…thank you, everyone, who suggested I just come right out and tell him. It’s ALL GOOD! :)
xox,
GS
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