I went to my new dr. and they wanted me to get some blood work done. Ok cool. The only time they have available is 6:45, so I let out an uneasy sigh. "Don't worry," the receptionist tells me. "Just go ahead and wear your pajamas."
My mother and my Noni didn't raise me this way, but I do it anyways. And who is sitting behind the counter when I walk in at 6:45 am? A cute phlebotomist. A cute guy phlebotomist.
I immediately regret everything.
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