Going On Safari....

So I'm at the chiropractor's office today...I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before but they do all of their PT and other modalities in the ' great room.' So anyone getting electrical stimulation is getting it usually with at least one other person on the table next to them...I'm talking 2 feet away from each other.

Yes, I think this is odd. When you can look over and see the chiropractor digging down someone's pants to place the stim pads, well, it looks pretty freaky. But imagine my confusion at this conversation today.

Dr. Adorable (seriously I want to pinch his cheeks) starts to dig around in a very dignified 70 year old woman's pants when I hear him say....

"So, you've got on Zebra ones today, huh?"

At which point I think, holy crap, he's talking about her underwear...I can't believe he's talking to a 70 year old about her underwear, and he continues the conversation with...

"Last time you had on cheetah ones...."

I'm over on the next table with my jaw laying on the floor next to me thinking, hell, I wore a leopard print thong last week and you didn't mention anything to me...looks like he's into older women. So then the conversation went something like this...

"Did you go on safari and buy them?"

Here I'm thinking does he want to buy a pair for his wife or something? The poor lady answered...

"I bought them at department store."

At this point I'm totally astounded my doctor and his 70 year old patient are having a discussion about her underwear on the table next to me....does this kind of $hit only happen to me?

Imagine my surprise when the woman bent over and picked up a Zebra print jacket that was on the floor.

Click, the whole conversation made so much more sense...and now Dr. Perv can go back to Dr. Adorable. Guess I shouldn't jump to conclusions...another valuable lesson learned today....