My recent post got me thinking about doctors' receptionists.
At my surgery we do have a small number of lovely ones. There are mainly 2 types of others - the battleaxe ones who have been there forever or the youngsters with no clue who stick their pert little noses in the air and treat you like an idiot. I think I prefer the battleaxes.
I remember some months ago when feeling a bit dodgy I went out to the park with my sister and the dog. I then felt 100 times worse and could barely walk and couldn't breathe. I felt really ill.
Although I didn't have an appointment I struggled up the doctors and asked to see someone urgently. The response? Do you have an appointment? Me - No. Well you need an appointment. Well I haven't got one and I feel ill. I was told by 2 very young receptionists whilst sticking their pert little noses in the air - well you will have to wait for the emergency one but she is out and we don't know how long she will be.
Me - well I have copd and I need to see someone urgently and I will have to wait for her won't I? They then said - oh she has just come back. Good I said.
If they had still been funny with me I was going to say - fine I will go to the hospital instead and tell them I couldn't get seen here urgently and I have COPD!
Ill though I felt I had to stop myself from smacking them both in their pert little noses! Grhhh.
Who do you prefer? the battleaxes or the pert noses?