Okay, it really wasn’t the first day back at
work for Mrs. R and me. Mrs. R had to have
a minor procedure (which went just fine) today, and needed someone to drive her to and from the
surgical center, and keep an eye on her afterwards. We observed some odd
behavior during the course of the day, and it made us think that maybe this was
the first day back for a lot of people.
There was Mr. Big Time, who was loudly closing deals and planning
weddings on his cell phone, while trying his damnedest to impress all of us lower life forms in the
waiting room. He also spilled his cup of
coffee all over a chair in the waiting room.
A big time play for Mr. Big Time, on his first day back…
Next came Mr. Jim Smith (the names have been
changed to protect the guilty). Ol’ Jim
walked into the reception area and asked if he was in the right place. The receptionist, who was somewhat taken aback,
asked him his name. She then said “I’m
sorry Mr. Smith, but you’re not on the schedule. What is your doctor’s name?”
“I don’t know” came the reply.
“What procedure are having done” the receptionist
asked politely.
“I think I’m supposed to
get an injection in my hip or something.
They just told me to come here.”
It seemed to us that if you are going to have a medical
procedure or surgery performed there are two critical pieces of
information that you should remember. Ol’
Jim came up a little short on his first day back.
Mrs. R’s post-procedure
instructions included breakfast, so we headed off to a local restaurant. We were seated next to a young family who was
apparently experiencing gastro-intestinal distress on their first day back. Some
noises are difficult to overlook in restaurant...
A while later a clan of
alpha males came into the restaurant. They
were all dressed in a similar manner, solid color shirts and tasteful ties,
pressed slacks, close-cropped hair. They
walked in a straight line from tallest to shortest and seemed perplexed by
simple questions such as “table or booth?”
They ultimately decided on the corner booth so they could command the
scene. So, on their first day back, at least
they had that goin’ for them.
Which is
nice...
1 comment:
Yep. All true. Especially the part about breakfast being part of the recovery. The doc and post-op nurse both prescribed that Lar take me out for a nice one. So, how come I paid?
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