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Frequent scenario at work: "Did you want to make another appointment with the physio?" -me "Yes, next tuesday please" - patient "uh huh, i've only got 2 appointments left on tuesday, one at 5pm and the other at 6pm." - me "Ok, can i come in at 5:30pm?" - patient "No no, that's booked, there's a 5 or a 6 left" - me (keeping my calm) "Oh ok, how about at 4:30pm?" - annoying patient "No there isn't" -me "Oh ok" - patient "There's only 5 or 6pm left." - me (meanwhile, the receptionist next to me, Naomi, giggles) "So i can't come in at 5pm?" - patient "You can come in at 5pm. Did you want to book that?" -me "No, i think i'll just call up later" - patient
omgomgomg, unbelieveable, i tell you. |
posted by sciurine @ 11:21 AM |
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