Nobody cares that I’m dating a doctor. Well, he’s a surgeon, to be clear. And whenever I tell someone, like the baristo making my chai latte that I used to make myself before dating a doctor, they pretend they don’t hear me. The baristo wrote “Chad” on my cup. Why would he write “Chad” on my cup? My name’s not Chad. I blame the medical field. It’s turned doctors into villains – my gardener was complaining about his premiums last week, and when I told him I’m dating a doctor and don’t have to worry about premiums anymore, he went…
Author: Parker Wilson
Parker Wilson
Parker Wilson is a writer and editor living in Highland Park. He is a recent MFA graduate and spends his free time running along the Detroit River. He’s published in Bruiser, Bristol Noir, and The Rye Whiskey Review, among others. Instagram:@parkerreviewsbooks