I hate them...and I have had the weirdest things happen in them.

I saw a teacher I had in high school...I sat there for so long right across from her that I finally said something. (My mistake.) Then she started telling me about how her daughter was in therapy for relationship issues. OK, TMI!!

Another time this guy started talking to me and told me that he really liked my pink running shoes because they "brightened up the day." Thank god my T came out right then.

I see two Ts now and one of them piggybacks his appts, which drives me nuts. I am always a few minutes late, partly because I want him to take a few minutes before my appt. and partly because his waiting room is so tiny that I don't want to trip over the client before me on his or her way out. But I still end up tripping over the one after me. Ugh.