Everytime this year, I faithfully adhere to making trips for the various kinds of women's health check.
I recalled last year I had a rather amusing encounter with "muscly boobies" when having my mammories checked.
This year, Doctor boobies did not make any remark, instead, the female assistant when lending a hand to clean and dress me up asked shyly about my naval piercing....you know the usual "pain or not huh?" So I had a little giggly & whispery conversation with her behind the curtain (while putting on my tops) and suggested she performs the "pinching" test to see if she could endure the pain at the naval, explaining that different people have different threshold at the belly button.
So when i got out of the consulation room to wait for payment, this female assistant told the other 2 at the counter that I've got a nice naval ring and requested that I show them. I gamely lifted my T slightly and they were coo-ing, admiring and asking why I did it. They nodded in approval when I explained I did belly dancing and the topic quickly evolved to who likes what kind of dance genre. Before you know it, the word "pole dancing" popped and I miss no opportunity in showing all my pole dancing photos in my little Nokia phone. By now even the matronly head of admin got out of her cubicle, and was squinting hard and peering into my phone from the furthest end.
Well, as you have guessed it, I proudly introduced my ACRO POLATES studio as they quizzed about the fees, if it was hard to learn, can they dance for husbands etc etc.......hahaha. It was a really funny how everything was brought to an abrupt end when suddenly Doctor Boobies opened his door to find everyone trying fast to scatter to get back to their work! Hahaha cute!