Just Another Shift After Hours

So here I am, a nurse in my thirties who's tried dating enough times to know it's usually just another shift. Last week, though, I had a date with this guy, John, after my evening rounds. Figured we'd grab some drinks and see where things went. Turns out, he was one of those 'after work' types, thought it was cute at first, but the hospital smells never quite fade from your skin, no matter how many scented candles you light at home. We ended up in my apartment, trying to make this connection work around a lingering scent and awkward silences. John was all about getting into some role-play stuff, which I didn't expect, but hey, variety is the spice of life, right? So we gave it a go, him as the doctor and me as his patient, yeah, that's right, my date wanted to play doctor-patient. It started off a bit kinky with him ordering me around in a clinical way, which was weird but kind of hot since I work there for real every day. The fantasy element added something different, though it felt more like we were just acting out a scene rather than getting closer as people. In the end, I guess we both needed that release, so we got our fix and went our separate ways. Another one bites the dust.