Today in the doctor's office I had the displeasure of sitting beside quite possibly the most obnoxious man I have ever met. He was loud, vulgar, and he smelled. While I sat in my chair, diligently trying to focus on my book of T.S. Eliot's poetry, this man droned on aaaand oooon about how much he enjoyed raunchy talk shows, the upcoming Sex With Sue seminar ["Sex With Sue! Why would I want to have sex with Sue if I don't know what she looks like?"]. Luckily I didn't have to wait very long before Dr. Rowland came out to retrieve me from my Hell.

I like Dr. Rowland. He's been at the college for 20 years, and still apparently likes his job. He genuinely cares about his patients, and I've never been remotely uncomfortable in his presence. He's a wonderful change from my previous doctor, as he was more than slightly off his rocker by the end of his career.