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Monday, June 12, 2006

I'm Fine. Everything's Fine. We're All Fine. How Are You?

I find it annoying when you go to a doctor's office and they ask how you are. And I don't mean just a doctor's office for a routine visit. I mean an urgent care or emergency room that you only go to when there's something wrong. I always want to say, "I'm here. How do you think I am?"

I took Hubby to urgent care (and by urgent care we're talking super slow care so they should just drop the charade and call it what it is. But that's a whole other post.) and every single person that went in I could hear the nurse ask, "How are you?" And every single person that went in, including Hubby, answered, "Fine." I wanted to scream "No you're not! You're not fine! If you were fine what the heck are you doing here?" But I didn't.

Hubby said it wasn't just the nurse that asked that. The billing girl asked and so did the doctor when he came in. If it had been me I would have just looked at them and said, "Seriously?" I mean, I know a lot of people ask that just to be polite and most people really don't want to hear a response other than "fine." But you're at the doctor's office. They should know better than to ask that and people should know better than to answer with just "fine."