You'd think I'd be used to it by now, getting hit on at work by old guys. Nope, every time it happens it still creeps me out a little. Me: "How's your lunch today?" Old guy: "Good!" Me: "Can I get you anything else? Maybe a coffee refill?" Old guy: "No, but if you want to walk by my table again so I can look at you, that'd be ok."
Don't even get me started on the old guys who hit on me on match.com. Yuck.
This morning I got hit on by my 19 year old patient though.. car accident survivor who can't speak but spelled out his love for me. He spelled out to his mom "I love that girl" and then pointed at me. Cute, weird, awkward. Ugh.
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