Scott Madin

Okay so who wants to hear about my waiting room experience

So I'm sitting in the waiting room at the dr's office waiting to be called and reading my book. The only seat available when I sat down was directly in front of the door leading to the rooms.

The door opens, I scan quickly and see an older dude (70s maybe) wearing a Harley Davidson trucker cap and his probably daughter/carer, and I go back to my book. He comes out of the door and stands in front of me. I keep reading.

He says "can you read my hat" and I look up, probably visibly annoyed, and then back at my book and he says again "CAN YOU READ MY HAT" which is when I realize it's one of those Jesusy faux brand logos in the *shape* of the H-D logo.

And I look up and say, "if you're planning to proselytize, you can fuck right off". He gasps. His carer/progeny gasps. He says "such language!" in a shocked tone, so I flipped him off with my broken finger and said "get moving".

Like, let's be clear here, we are in a DOCTOR'S OFFICE, and I did not invite him to speak with me, let alone witness to me or whatever stupid thing he was planning.

He wouldn't move off. He was still up in my grill trying to talk to me about Jebus so I stood up and said loudly in the direction of the receptionists on the other end of the room "THIS MAN IS BOTHERING ME"