MRS. SMILEY
Feb 26th, 2008 by admin
My dentist is great at taking care of people’s teeth, but he doesn’t seem to know too much about anything else. When he finishes with me, he sends me over to the little window to see the receptionist. The poor thing has to search through all these file drawers to find my records—give me a break! Does he still think it’s 1936 or something? Hasn’t he ever heard of hanging organizers? God knows, he’s got hundreds of patients. He needs to get some of those dividers for first letters of last names. I mean, the poor lady almost mistook me for another patient with a similar last name. Mine is Smalley and she almost charged me for a Mrs. Pat SMILEY. (She has her next appointment on Thursday afternoon—I checked!) Think of the time his receptionist would save if they could get one of those nice, compact shelves and keep all the patient files right there in view. And while we’re on the subject, he could use some more entertainment magazines in his little waiting room. All he has to look at are dental journals and old-fashioned women’s publications such as Redbook and Family Circle. Now, maybe “Mrs. Pat Smiley” might enjoy thumbing through those while she waits for her root canal prep, but not THIS liberated woman!