I went to the bank to deposit checks and withdraw some money today. And as I was filling out the deposit envelope, I heard this odd whirring that appeared to be coming from the other side of the wall. I leaned towards the wall and it got louder, more distinct.
My first thought was "That's a sonic screwdriver."
My second thought was "Holy shit. Is the Doctor real?" Or rather, the image of the Doctor (David Tennant version, of course) on the other side of the wall - which would put him inside the UC hospitals.
My third thought involved looking into my bag and realizing that my books were being pressed against my toy sonic screwdriver and thus creating the whirring sound.
Note that it never once occurred to me that someone other than myself or the Doctor would have a sonic screwdriver. Also that my first reaction was not that I had a toy sonic screwdriver in my bag, but rather that the Doctor had to be real, and adventures were afoot. Apparently I am still subject to the same flights of imagination that caused me to adamantly believe I could fly across the backyard when I was five.
If there was any doubt that I am really a small child at heart, well, I think this dispels it.