
my sophomore year in college i had a kidney stone. far and away the most painful event in my life. my doctor diagnosed me quickly and referred me to dr. brown, a urologist.
later that day i sat in an exam room waiting for dr. brown. when he entered i recognized dr. brown immediately, even though we had never been formally introduced. i had just begun dating a girl that had been the object of infatuation for many years. dr brown was her father. he quickly realized who i was also.
"mike, drop your pants please, i will need to do an examination"
crap.
he proceeded to spend the next 5 minutes poking and prodding my wiggly bits. i feared many things in that 5 minutes. i feared the random ill timed teenage woody. i feared he could read my mind. i feared the topic of tonight's dinner conversation with his daughter would be the size and shape of my genitalia. i feared he might squeeze the jewels till i promised to never touch his daughter. i feared she may walk into the exam room any second asking to borrow dad's car. i feared he might be pranking me (why would you need to examine the unit externally for an internal kidney stone?).
for reasons unknown, we stopped dating soon after the kidney stone.
kind of weird to think i went farther with her dad in five minutes than in all the time i had spent with her.