I showed up for my medical appointment yesterday afternoon, gave the clerk at the front desk my name and the time of my appointment. She scanned her computer monitor for a moment, then asked, “What was the name again?”
I repeated my name slowly and clearly. She scanned her screen again.
“And who were you seeing?”
I gave her the name of my physician’s assistant.
More scanning. Then: “Hm. Next Wednesday?” She looked up at me. “Do you want an appointment card?”
Ah. No. I think I’ll remember it now.
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