My husband is a plastic surgery resident. When I show up to social events alone (because he is inevitably usually at the hospital), the following is often the conversation I end up having over and over again with new people (NP) that I meet:
NP: Hi, so what brought you to LA?
ME: My husband is doing a residency in plastic surgery, that's why he isn't here tonight because he works all the time.
NP: Wow, plastic surgeon - Well he came to the right place...LA is the breast implant capital of the world!
ME: No, actually my husband isn't devoting 6 years of his life to do solely cosmetic surgery, he actually wants to do microsurgery and cancer reconstruction.
NP: Yeah right---
ME: I swear.
NP: You don't look like you have had plastic surgery
ME: (I wonder to myself if that is a compliment or an insult.)
I haven't, like I said my husband isn't obsessed with cosmetic surgery.
and that's usually where the conversation ends.
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why are poeple so vain?
ReplyDeleteOh man. Good for you for bravely venturing out alone!
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