Sunday, April 23, 2006

Doc Joe

I have been working with doctors in a professional capacity for eight years. In all that time, I have never been hit on by a doctor I call on. Until last week.

On Monday, I went into an office I'd never been in before. I was pleasantly surprised to meet the very friendly doctor who invited me to sit down, have some coffee, and chat for a while. I was surprised again when he invited me to go out for coffee later that day, after he was done seeing patients. In my line of work, seeing doctors outside the office is grounds for bonus points - it's called "relationship building". The theory is, if you get to know them, they get to know you and like you, there's a greater chance they will prescribe your drug when the appropriate patient presents. So I agreed.

We ended up having dinner instead, as it was evening when we finally got together. I thought it went well - we talked drugs, medicine, religion, family, hobbies, and other sundry topics. Apparently he thought it went well too.

I kept getting phone calls, voicemails and emails all week from him. Wanting to know when we could get together again. Telling me how smart, beautiful and interesting I am. Offering me "a hug break... hehehe" in an email from a fake name but signed "Doc Joe". Now, why do you use a fake email name unless you are a stalker, child porn addict or have something to hide?

Granted, if this guy was 35 and hot, I might overlook the fake name. I might even enjoy the attention. But alas, he is in his fifties, a hundred pounds overweight, and according to my co-workers, married. Lucky, lucky me.

So, I sent him and email back saying that I need to keep my relationships with physicians I call on strictly professional. He said he understands. Whew!

Remind me not to be so nice to these guys. Oh yeah, that's my job. Well darn.