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”.