I was at a birthday party for a 3-year-old belonging to one of Mike’s co-workers. It was a casual get together, all of the kids were in the play room with the birthday boy’s grandma and the adults were in the kitchen sipping wine and chatting. A family arrives, Mom, Dad and an adorable red head named Sophia.
Mike nudges me and whispers something I don’t hear.
Hands are extended, nice to meet you, too! What a gorgeous little girl.
Mike: “Are you both OB’s at OSU?”
Me: glugs wine, smiles awaiting the answer.
They are. Mike continues.
“I recognize you.” he says the to man I’ve just met named Hugh. “Christina had some complications with her delivery, you put IN the heart rate monitor and gave her oxygen.”
Hugh: “Yeah, that was me, I’m a high risk Doctor.”
Me- GULP- “Oh, wow, hmmm,,, what are the odds!”
Him: “Haha, yeah, sorry, I DIDNT RECOGNIZE YOU WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON!”
And then I dropped dead- DED-Dead!
Note: this was just the beginning of the party, I had to mingle with the man who saw me naked ( AND 52 lbs overweight who went into labor in the middle of the night UNSHAVEN) and his wife, who now knows we’ve “met” before.
At the end of the party he says “it was nice seeing you again.”