I met with a new dermatologist today. As he led me in his office, he placed his hand on my back and began to slide it south. I elbowed it away. After a brief consultation of sternly redirecting his conversation to skincare, he tried to help me put on my coat (smack)and button it! Smack, smack, smack. As I checked out with the receptionist, the good doctor invited me to his cabin for some rest and relaxation. Good for my skin, of course. Is this real life?
