Perplexing Dilemma

She said, “You came back.” I responded, “But we are meeting for the first time.” I felt like I knew her and there was this unusual connection between us that I sensed, but I didn’t know her at all and I couldn’t tell her from Eve. Maybe she confused me with some other Tom, Dick, or Harry, or perhaps it was the clothes that I was wearing, but I was no Georgy Girl and none of the girls were passing me by. If we never met, then where could I have come back from? I could have dropped that Arnold Schwarzenegger line from the Expendables and said, “I’m back!”, but not everyone knows that movie.

I figured she was one of the girls that I contacted from that dating site. She was pretty, but I didn’t remember arranging to meet anyone. I had a doctor’s appointment and I just stopped in this coffee shop in case the doctor wanted a urine sample from me, and I needed to have a full bladder. My urologist was going to try to convince me to get a Cystoscopy to get a better look at my prostate, but there was no way I was going to let her insert a camera there. I got my coffee and the girl patted the seat next to her and said, “Take a load off, relax and we can get to know each other.” I asked her how we knew each other and she said that she was the nurse that worked for my urologist, so she felt that we already had an intimate connection from my last examination which she witnessed.