That was my introduction to the fucked up American use of my language
My second day n the US I was sent to go for a phyisical for my football (soccer) team. I spent the first half of the morning using my fresh off the plane English charm on the hot Dr who gave me the ECG, and I remember thinking to myself “damn, life in the states is going to be a piece of piss.”
After 3 or 4 other tests with other doctors she said she would personally walk me to the racketball courts, she was eating it up. I went inside where I was told by an ancient looking Male Dr to run to the wall and back. I complied, and saw the hot Dr looking through the glass window in the door to the court. I was then told to do it again so again I complied. And then a third time and a fourth, after which the Dr inside the court said to me “Ok son, drop your pants.” WTF is going on here I thought, but hey he’s the Dr, so I dropped them. After an uncomfortably long pause I heard him say, “uh its ok son you can pull up your jockeys.”
After I left the court the hot Dr couldnt look me in the eye. Funny thing is I think I embarassed her more than I did myself. Unfortunately she barely said a word to me while walking me to my next test, and I never saw her again. That was my introduction to the fucked up American use of my language.
