The dermatologist's is a confusing place
They don't weigh you there, which makes you think it's going to be a happy place. Mistakenly. Because then they make you strip down to your skivvies and inspect you from your sunburned (whoops!) shoulders to the bottoms of your unpedicured feet, with intolerable pauses along the way to make you feel bad about your fat ass and jiggly thighs.