I recently went to a doctor for my eye to prescribe glasses. I must say that I rather like going to the doctor, even if it means I'm sick (myopia is not really a disease, but we can not say either that it is a superpower). We choose to wait a magazine that you never dare to buy, and we read without displeasure. Then we sit in front of this huge office, before this gentleman or lady that holds her super powers: he studied longer than I have some really exciting to not acquire the power to save the world, or at least inconvenience gastric the old lady who came to see.
Me I'm happy to explain in detail everything that leads me: I am prepared, I remade the film in chronological my troubles, I weighed the words that I use to be more close to the description of these conflicts, itches, sputum, mmh, I stop there. Still, this man or woman will listen, without the sigh that I sometimes hear at home when I'm training to do the same presentation.
Still, I'm perky at that time enjoyable and I willingly want to spend a good time.
The ophthalmologist, he does not want to have a good time. Him what he wants is to send the patient. What he wants is not to have to smile at a joke that does not laugh. This is how an operation or diagnosis a little more funky than "ah bah voila, you have a myopia of both right eye, I make you a prescription for glasses. What he wants is not to bother with people who have not been better educated than him. What he wants is to get as many people as possible in the day. What he wants is out of this room and be all black on a bright beach. What he wants is to seem more important.
is why it is unpleasant M. ophthalmologist. That's why he spent twenty minutes of no interest to me. That is why the next time I see him I will not be perky but rather cold, not trying to make it pleasant for a moment that will not. Monday, December 1, I am the mouth from 18.30 to 18.50.
