a headhunter's office reception area is about the most uncomfortable i have ever had to spend ten minutes.

first of all because who knows who you might bump into there- ex classmates, mere acquaintances or worse still perhaps another colleague.you already know what everyone is here for so no pretending or acting will be necessary- and these days, who doesn't put up a show? i guess maybe you could strike up an awkward conversation starting with

oh i guess your job sucks too?

if you're lucky enough not to meet anyone you vaguely remember (or who remembers you), you try to keep you eyes down and not make eye-contact with other people in the waiting area because i mean, what kind of bullshit small talk would you make?

oh i guess your job sucks too?

and of course you are the only over-dressed fools in the office- the recruiters aren't meeting clients today so they are in business casual and it's like oh my god what a fucking pretense this whole corporate bullshit.

thank goodness i've managed to avoid/not have the bad luck to come across yet the above-mentioned awkward situations in the headhunter's office reception (other than the part where i'm thinking to myself that this is all corporate bullshit but still participate anyway).

so on to the next reception area which is a space just as awkward but allows room for more imagination. This is the reception area of The NY Dermatology Group with its celeb/celeb-like clientele and swanky facilities.

the best/worst thing about meeting someone here is that you know they are getting treated for something aesthetic/cosmetic and you really want to find out so you can tell everyone that she got a nose job. but should you be rude enough to ask "oh so what are you here for?" or just pretend all is swell and ask oh how was your weekend? even though it's already thursday and you already know she was probably partying it up at pink elephant or cain.

my last visit there to get the stitches out of my newly removed cyst, i saw the french girl my friend had dated for a couple of months. she was pointing to parts of her face as she talked to the doctor and waited for her medication to be brought out and my mind was racing through the possibilities- botox to the creaselines on her forehead, laser to smooth out her complexion... doctor can you reshape my nose?
however, being the chicken that i am, i pretended not to see her and spied her through the corner of my eye from behind the magazine so i could avoid the awkward small talk that would ensue if i had gone up to say hello.

i went back to my friend the next day though and told him i saw her at THE NY DERMATOLOGY GROUP *hint hint* and he told me- oh yeah, she gets her lips injected with collagen. AHA! I JUST KNEW IT!!! NO WOMAN IS PERFECT. HAHAHA. she might have slender legs and a great sense of style- BUT WAIT- her lips are thin!