I went to a new family doctor today. The waiting room was spacious,
new renovation, nice and beautiful nurses.
And it got a sign:
“We respect our patients’ privacy, we will not call
you by name”.
Quite good eh, I thought.
Completed the registration, I sat down in the waiting area, reading
the latest car magazine. A moment later, the nurse
speak with the mic:
“The man age 32, with haemorrhoids, please proceed to
examination room number 3″.