Mr. Vague: "Yeah."
Dr. Grumpy: "Where?"
Mr. Vague: "I don't know. It was a therapy place."
Dr. Grumpy: "Do you remember where it was?"
Mr. Vague: "Somewhere around Grumpyville, I think."
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It really makes me wonder how people like that function on a daily basis. Is it a new wonderland each and every morning when they wake up? Or is it just the continuation of hell in their child like mind.
Maybe it was a long time ago and for a short time only. Once I saw an orthpaedist somewhere in this city, but I couldn't say where it was. My PT, on the other hand, I remember very well because it was more recent and prolonged. Isn't the nature of the PT more important than where it was performed?
The first rule of Physical Therapy Club is: you do not talk about Physical Therapy Club.
"But I can tell you its momentum to a very high degree of certainty."
Every profession has this.
Bookstore/Library: "I need a book. It has a red cover. You must know which one I mean. It was on Oprah a few years ago!"
Computers: "My email doesn't work. I don't know why. It doesn't work. You need to fix it. Try what?! I'm not going to try something. That's your job. Fix it."
Retail: "I need to return this. I don't know where I bought it. No, I don't have a receipt. I forget when I got it. Just return it!"
etc. etc. etc.
And every profession has their version of "I swear, I didn't change anything!" (or do something different, or touch anything, etc.)
The biggest problem with humanity is the people.
Amazingly he remembered where your office was located and that he had an appointment.
I love Yoko Drano, but have a lurking feeling that he or she is really Officer Cynical.
"What's with the third degree? You claim one massage parlor handjob as a tax deduction one time, and nobody ever leaves you alone!"
@Packer: nope.
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