Ideal

When I started working in the hospital, there was this phase when I really wanted to end up happily ever after with a doctor. Then it sort of died along the way. Then I thought I would like somebody who teaches Math. It seemed manly and intellectual. And today while I was getting blood for transfusion at the Blood Bank, I sat across this guy who seemed genuinely interested in me. And he said he was a Math teacher. And I realized how picky I really am.

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