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A Trip to the Cardiologist

January 27th, 2007

I have to ask two questions:

Why is everyone who works at my cardiologist’s office clinically obese (and at least 20 pounds heavier than I am) when they deal with so many people with heart issues?

And why did one of the older and thinner patients demand the location of the nearest McDonalds, while the overweight workers refused to tell him? (He swore he only wanted a coffee).

These are the questions I ask when I wait to see the doctor for over an hour.

Ah, but the world is so full of irony. Sometimes it just makes me laugh………

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. Sam  |  March 29th, 2007 at 11:31 am

    Very funny. :) at least you’ve kept your sense of humor through out all of this madness.

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