Dr Boris sighted!

[witch]

This morning I had to make an emergency visit to the dentist, one of my crowns fell off last night. The receptionist led me into the surgery and said, ‘this is Dr Boris'.

My heart stopped, momentarily I expected Pescado to leap out from behind the dentist chair, armed only with bazooka and flamethrower.

Good morning, I said, reaching to shake the hand of Dr Boris. My sense of reality slipped further sideways.

Settled in the dentist chair, I attempted to obey Dr Boris, ‘rrelax now' he said, with a strong Russian accent. In fact he didn't say much else other than ‘wider' and ‘rrelax now' for the next 20 or so minutes. Not a chatty chap, as we know. Very good spy face though, almost nondescript.

After gluing the crown back in, Dr Boris went to work out some prices for me. I asked him how much option 2 was.

‘Vait a minute', he said, ‘I am vorkink on it! He tussled with the DOS based interface for a few moments more, while I waited for the bombproof screens to drop and the walls to revolve, revealing the secret command headquarters.

Eventually, gathering the shreds of my dignity around my tattered reality, I made my way to the receptionist to pay the bill.

So I can personally vouch for the fact that Dr Boris was spotted at 0900 hours on 22nd November 2005, in a small township named Bethlehem, in New Zealand.

Has anyone else spotted Dr Boris?

[gali]

LOL, oh my - what TS2 and MATY do to people....

[windy_moon]

Has anyone else spotted Dr Boris?

LOL, that's great!

I had a "reality slip" last week myself.  I was working late at night, the only person left in the building, and stopped into MATY for a few minutes at the end.  Read Crammyboy's thread on the fish pillows made for Pescado and thought, hmm, believe I'll go home and download them.

Shut the computer down and walked up to reception to wait for my husband to pick me up.  Sat in the receptionist's chair in a completely empty office building, glanced around the desk.

HUGE yelllow post it note taped by her computer, written in blue ink.  PESCADO - FISH.

My heart stopped and for a minute reality did blur. JM really is everywhere?

After I collected my senses, I remembered that the receptionist is Hispanic and to her the word "pescado" doesn't mean a cranky old man in a white beard living in a bunker in Montana who had a Sims pillow fight hack made for him.

Still, it was surreal.  If my dentist gets replaced by Dr. Boris, I'll declare something is afoot.

[veilchen]

I'd be on the next plane headed for Europe, Ph.D. be damned

[BlueSoup]

Heh.  The only thing Boris-related I saw was when I googled images of "Boris" when I was creating my Dr. Boris Sim.

[MissDoh]

I would definetely scratch the stomach of that Dr. Boris and make it Purr.

[Database]

But Boris vould haff you shot!

[baratron]

So I can personally vouch for the fact that Dr Boris was spotted at 0900 hours on 22nd November 2005, in a small township named Bethlehem, in New Zealand.

He did say he was preparing to leave the country (which I presumed meant USA)... Thus turning up in NZ is not entirely surprising...

[laeshanin]

That is one deeply undignified moggy, if I might say so, BlueSoup. But beautiful, never the less.

Dr. Boris in NZ, you say? I was certain he had turned up tonight at work, when a stranger in a Russian hat poked his head through the kitchen window and demanded we give him the exact time. 

[vector]

Dr. Boris in NZ, you say? I was certain he had turned up tonight at work, when a stranger in a Russian hat poked his head through the kitchen window and demanded we give him the exact time. 

Did he threaten to have you shot, though?

[laeshanin]

Wanted vodka, which we don't keep in supply, more's the pity.

[Hairfish]

Has anyone else spotted Dr Boris?

No, but my dentist (who is Chinese-American) has a hygeinist named Natasha.

[witch]

Dr Boris' assistant, a tall slender slavic looking blond, didn't say anything, very mysterious. I so wanted to ask her if her name was Natasha but couldn't think of any way of phrasing it that didn't sound quite mad. 

[witch]

Dr. Boris in NZ, you say? I was certain he had turned up tonight at work, when a stranger in a Russian hat poked his head through the kitchen window and demanded we give him the exact time. 

Maybe Dr Boris was looking for that one-armed Irish bartender I mentioned previously. 

[MissDoh]

But Boris vould haff you shot!

I know how to caress my cats, believe me Dr. Boris would not resist and purr. 

Resistance is futile....

[laeshanin]

Witch, the one-armed Irish bartender is a very strong possibility. We did find it a little freaky when he kept saying he wouldn't hurt any of us. 

[witch]

oh yeah, the old 'methinks he doth protest too much' scenario. Yuk.

[laeshanin]

*shudders* I didn't get close enough to check for an icepick, and did the thoroughly cowardly thing i.e. hid in the dining room till the coast was relatively clear.  Heh... the two people I was working with were too scared to go for a fag, so 'yay' weirdo!