A very sweet woman came into our office today, bringing her very sweet, very large dog for vaccines. As usual, our clinic assistant met Mrs. Sweet in the lobby and escorted her to the exam room. On the way, they stopped to weigh Hugo on the floor scale - 124lb of happy, energetic dog! Then Mrs. Sweet said "Can I use your scale to weigh myself?" Uuuuummmmm, sure, I guess. "I'd better take these shoes off - they weigh at least 2 lbs!" (oh, my - there goes the quick step-on-step-off I was hoping for) "Now, honey, don't look at that number! But what do you think I can subtract for all of these other clothes? The jacket and jeans have to weigh a few extra pounds right?"
Finally, our assistant got Mrs. Sweet and Hugo back to the exam room - before I walked in, the above story was relayed to me... and it put a smile on my face as I entered the room. Then, as I was performing my exam, and Mrs. Sweet was chit-chatting my ear off... she stopped mid-sentence and said "Honey, you're just SO pretty!" while reaching over to toussle my hair. I must say, thats a first! Quite an invasion of personal space, incredibly odd, and yet, I knew she meant nothing by it. Still, I was happy to finish the exam and send Mrs. Sweet up to our cashier. I suppose it is possible to have too much sweetness in one place!
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Oh geez- she weighed herself-I pictured people doing that, but never thought someone would actually ask! LOL
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