I started getting massage therapy to my neck and omg is this guy good. After a couple of sessions I may have said, "Um, is it sexual harassment if I ask you to marry me?" I told Kevin I just wanted the guy's hands and Kevin was like, "Yeah, I need his hands to come to work with the rest of him, thanks,"
So we have some very entertaining conversations while we work together. He asked one day what my plans were for the weekend and I was like, "I have to finish the Avengers story I am writing for my nephew's birthday." I told him about The Nephew's idea to tell Hulk a joke when you want him to change back into Bruce. Massage Therapist was highly impressed with The Nephew's cunning. A few days later he said it was bugging him and he had to know what the joke was I wrote and then laughed hysterically when I told it to him. Then we talked a lot about our favorite comic book heroes. Adorable geek!
About three weeks later, I was asking him questions about his technique and he commended me for being so involved in my own care, because most people won't impose on you even regarding their own body. I said how my mom never asked the doctors questions when I was a kid and it drove me nuts, especially with long term side effects of medicine.
As soon as I mentioned medicine he starts telling me how they all got sent to take the vaccine for the H1N1 virus awhile back. When he went in to get the shot, he asked for some reading material on it, even just a pamphlet would have been fine. And they were like, "We don't have anything like that. Just take the shot," and it made him so uneasy. So he left without taking it. Everyone at work kept telling him how stupid that was when he works in the medical field around sick people.
MT: Really? You think so? Cuz I've seen this movie. I know how this ends. You're all turning into zombies and I'm not.
Me: Yeah. They seem fine now but it is dormant in their system. Something triggers that off and they're all zombies. Like that HV vaccine for girls. Seems fine now but you wait and see in ten years how many girls start having two-headed alien babies.
MT: See, I don't want to be a zombie or have an alien baby! You know what would be cool though? A vaccine that accidentally turns you into The Hulk.
Me: No. No, because then you get all Hulky every time you get angry. Can you control yourself like that? I can't. Plus, then you're just The Hulk and you can't do anything until you calm down.
MT: That's cool though because I'll just keep you around to tell me knock-knock jokes.
He not only talked about zombies, but then he referenced one of my fics in a conversation!! My little fangirl heart was so giddy!! Later he talked about all the Ren Fairs he has been too and then orgasmically described the giant slabs of turkey on a bone.
MT: It's like they killed Dino from The Flintstones and cooked him for me.
Me: They do know dinosaurs didn't exist in medieval times, right?
MT: Whatever. Giant slab of turkey on a bone, okay!
It's gotta be a guy thing, the need for ridiculous portions of meat on a stick, right? Why do people think food is better on a stick? We do though.
We are having a Fourth of July cookout this year - (I am betting we get at least 30 people to come) - and I kind of wanted to invite Massage Therapist. But I am off from therapy at the moment which makes it difficult to ask. If I was still working with him, I could be like all casual in our session, "You should drop by if you aren't doing anything." But now if I want to invite him, I have to call him at work or email him through their official site (which seems a little stalkerish). I am not even looking to date the guy - I just like hanging out with cool geeks. I guess I will veto that idea. It is still shaping up to be a pretty awesome barbeque though.