Guy: "I have an appointment with Dr. Grumpy."
Mary: "Hello. Since you're a new patient, I'll need you to fill out this form... Here's a pen..."
Guy: "Oh my God! Can you smell the mold in here?!!!"
Mary: "Excuse me?"
Guy: "It's horrible! It's overpowering! How can you can work in here?" (whips out handkerchief, covers nose and mouth)
Mary: "I'm sorry, I don't notice anything... I'll also need a copy of your insurance card."
Guy: (talking through handkerchief) "You must be used to it. I'm amazed you haven't died. I don't want to fill out the forms, I'm sure the pen and clipboard are covered with mold. In fact, I can see it. Can you fill them out for me? You may be immune to it."
Mary: "Okay... but I'll need a minute. First I have to copy your card, and answer that call, and check out the person the doctor just finished with, and..."
Guy: "You want to do all that crap? I could die at any minute from all the mold in your filthy building! I bet it's never even been tested. I can't sit in here and wait to see your doctor! This building is a death trap."