Mr. Flurry: "Hi, I have an appointment later this morning, but am trapped at home by all the snow."
Mary: "I understand, we can certainly reschedule it for later this week, or next. What times of day work best for you?"
Mr. Flurry: "No, I'd really like to make this appointment. Isn't there some special doctor's line you can call or something, where they direct snow plows to my house and clear a route so I can get to the appointment?"
Mary: "No sir, there is no such phone number."
Mr. Flurry: "That's ridiculous. He's a doctor. Doesn't he know the governor, or mayor, or someone who can do that?"
Mary: "No."
Mr. Flurry: "This is stupid. I thought he was a good doctor, but obviously my appointments there have been a waste of time."
13 comments:
Wow, I guess MR.flurry has Dr. Grumpy on the same level as God. Some docs do think they are God. But in reality all of us, including doctors, are mere mortals.
Couldn't you just clear out the snow with TPA?
Mary should have told him that you're not really God; you just play him on Mongolian TV...
PS to Fleance ~ LOVE your name!!!
I assume she has delusions?
But snow plowing would be part of concierge practice services, right? :)
Could you send a yak?
"You're funny" *hangs up*
Crisis line
I have a patient who seemingly presents a danger to himself and others
I am surprised that he did not expect you to come pick him up!
Huh. I figured my doctor was doing pretty well when they managed to show up for work themselves in that kind of weather. (I actually have my first appointment with a new specialist later today, and it looks like my area is having weather similar to Grumpyville's. Fortunately, I'm in a better-plowed part of town.)
These snowflakes are out of control!
OMG, I can see myself becoming this person because I'm already sarcastic and negative. Just waiting for dementia to set in too. Help! (LMHO)
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