Doctors is a day time drama (not quite soap) shown on BBC One week days. I used to watch it religiously but during a recent TV cull, daily viewing of Doctors was one of the casualties. But once in a while, I glance slyly at the TV summary to see what’s coming up. By chance I watched yesterday which ended on a note that had me looking out for it today.
Basically, a regular character, Dr Nick West played by Michael McKell, was injured in car crash and is now in a wheel chair. He's gone from fit and agile mountain climber and effortless guitar strumming ladies man, to being treated like an object of pity in his wheel-chair. His girlfriend at the time of the crash dumped him before he was even discharged from hospital. (One has to respect her choice, even if the timing stank).
So naturally, after several failed attempts to get dates, he does a search for escort services and makes a booking. A lot of men, suddenly single, for whatever reason, do find themselves going down this route. This was where they left the show yesterday. I whooped with delight, and rubbed my hands with glee, wondering how the story line would unfold.
You see, when he made the booking, he didn’t mention that he was in a wheel-chair. I wondered if the story-line might involve the lady turning up and recoiling in horror. With hindsight, that might have been a more humane story line.
Instead the escort arrived in today's episode and didn’t bat an eye-lid. Good I thought, maturity. And she wasn’t bad looking either. The character, Nick, offered her a drink and politely tried to make small talk. As far as I am concerned, there’s nothing more disconcerting than a guy that stands there stiffly and says, let’s get on with it.
And as for this character, he was nervous. And he had had no female comfort for the best part of a year.
So, you can understand why I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me when she cut him short in the middle of a sentence and dismissed his attempts at conversation.
“Let's sort out the business,” she said.
I writhed with excruciating embarrassment as he handed over the envelope of money, which she counted, with no grace whatsoever. Yes, it is a business she is running, not a charity service. But she could have cushioned the awkward moment a little! Then she sits on his lap (and he looks stiff as a piece of wood) when she throws her arms around him. They go through this fake hug. Looking at his face, you could see that just holding another human being that close meant so much to him.
Then he moved to kiss her. And she uttered the legendary words, "Not on the lips,". And he just looked so gutted!
At the end of it, sensing his sombre mode, she gave him a very brutal, "It's business and I'm never going to be your girl friend" speech. And I'm thinking, you can be friendly without being a girl friend, surely! I only give that, "I'm not your girl-friend" speech when a client tries to blur the lines.
Then she had the nerve to ask, "Do you want to re-book now?"
As a business woman, you'd think she'd recognise when she'd screwed up her chance of repeat business. Repeat business comes from a satisfied customer. Not one that looks like the world has fallen from the bottom of his world.
When he said to her, “I think you should go now,” I totally agreed with him.
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