Ring, ring (the telephone at the doctors office)
Receptionist: Hello, ________ Family Practice, can I help you?
Me: Yes, we recently moved to the area and I am looking for a new physician. I was wondering if you are accepting new patients.
Receptionist: No, our practice is currently closed.
Me: Okay. Well, thanks.
Receptionist: Well, we do have two female doctors. They have openings.
My head: what?!?!?
Me: So, you are accepting new patients?
Receptionist: Yes, if you want to see one of them.
My head: Yes, since I'm not a sexist maniac, I would love to.
Me: That would be great.
Time passes and I go to the doctor, and I take Tagg to the doctor. Each time she is wearing a legging/sweater combo that shows a lot of leg. Strange I think. Casual Wednesday? But, she seems quite doctorly, and knows how to fix what ails us, so that's good.
I go to the doctor for a follow up. She is wearing a purple mini dress that zips up the front, sheer tights and chunky green platforms.
The end.
Epilogue
It is two days later and I am still confused. Liked to go clubbing in college and is paying off student loans? Likes being a W O M A N? Doesn't want her practice to become clogged with fussy old people who think doctors should dress a certain way? Missed the class on physician protocol? Still don't know. I might just have to ask her.
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Location:Hull, Mass.
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