Dr. Grumpy: "I agree with getting one, but your insurance requires a pre-authorization. I'll have my staff get started on that, but it takes a few days and..."
Mrs. Eword: "I don't think you heard me. I want it NOW. While I'm here."
Dr. Grumpy: "Well, it has to be scheduled with an MRI facility and your insurance. I don't do them here."
Mrs. Eword: "What do you mean you don't do them here? You're a neurologist, aren't you?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Yes, and I order MRI's, but don't have the machine in my office. We use Local MRI, across the street and..."
Mrs. Eword: "I cannot believe this. What's that room I passed with the door closed down the hall here? There was a lot of noise. Isn't that your MRI?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Uh, that's the bathroom. They're replacing the sink's pipes today."
Mrs. Eword: "So you've been wasting my time this morning. Doesn't other peoples time mean anything to you? This is incredibly inconsiderate."
Dr. Grumpy: "I..."
Mrs. Eword: "I'll go elsewhere." (gets up, leaves)