Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Sweet as punch...

That's what the receptionist at my doctor's office was when I called to see if I could come pick up copies of my test results. Not the normally rude person she's been in the past. Although she does recognize me by name now; I suspect that flag has changed from a yellow Post-it to something that beeps, or glows in the dark.

I can get them tomorrow, after I sign a release, of course.


Blogger Catherine said...

Don't you just get the feeling they are breathing a sigh of relief? It's almost like, "Phew...She's someone else's problem now." Something tells me my doctor shouldn't be so happy I'm leaving, ya know?

8/31/2005 12:04 PM  
Blogger Lisa P. said...

They don't actually know I'm leaving yet, although maybe they suspect it; I just told them I wanted the results for my personal files. In the sweetest voice I could muster.

8/31/2005 12:20 PM  

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