why is it when we visit the doc we turn from normaly confident and in control women into a gibbering servile wreck ? or is it just me, ? i had to visit mine this morning (8.2am appt was a bit of a shock to my system) to get him to sign a form for me to start the cambridge diet, (see my other blog `the cd thing `under my friends ) and although this wasnt a form for permission it would have held up my start day for my diet had he refused to play ball,
and after i left i was angry with myself for how gushing i was in my gratitude that he signed it, and yes ok he didnt charge me and he could have, cos they charge for everything these days, but why is it when i go the docs i get so servile, i always have, and it always annoys me later, but the minute my ass touches the seat in the docs room i become this in awe person, and although they are learned professionals and all that, they are just humans after all, i have spent time in buckingham palace windsor castle and sandringham while i was in the army and the royals were there and they didnt elicit the slightest feeling of anything other than disgust at their wastefulness, so why do i do this at the docs??
