Last winter a very close friend of mine named Abbie met a doctor online. He was perfect on paper, or should I say on computer screen. They were the same age, he was smart (obviously), he had a nicely written profile, and his pictures were cute.
After a couple of brief phone conversations they decided to meet at a popular bar after work. Immediately, Abbie was attracted. Not only was she on a date with a doctor, but he was hot.
Then he opened his mouth. Apparently he was more impressed with the fact that he was a doctor than she was. It’s all he could talk about. After 45 minutes Abbie was bored and thirsty. He was too busy thinking of more things he could say about himself to notice that she didn’t have a drink.
Finally, she grabbed her purse and motioned that she was going to the bar for a beverage. He says, “Yeah, vodka tonic for me. When you get back I’ll tell you about my 4:45 consult today. And you can put it all on my tab? It’s under Dr. Die.”
“Dr. Die,” she exclaimed! “Your name is Doctor Die. No. Really?”
It was real and for the next 58 minutes she could not get over the fact that she was dating a doctor with the last name of DIE, nor could she get over her boredom.
Another one bites the dust.
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I think I would be scared away from Dr. Die too.
Well, yeah.
i have a friend named Dr. Tumer (tumor)…
That’s awesome.
hahahahaha this so hilarious this is the problem with english names you can be named anything any english word goes lol
I can top that one, I know a doctor named Dr. Slaughter.
You did top it. How awful.
I cherished the idea of dating & marrying doctors, since teenagehood. I have dated a gynae & a chiropractor. Both bored me to death.