Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
Self-Checkout aisles are like wheelchair ramps for introverts.
Re, ranting about hospitals: most things that happen to you and your loved ones in a hospital make no sense at all, until you realize that you are not the customer. The customer, who determines what is going to happen, is the third party payor (government or insurance company little matter; they are increasingly indistinguishable). Think of when you take your car to the mechanic. There are two sentient agents involved, and one inanimate object that is acted upon. When you go to the hospital, the government/insuror is the paying customer. The doctors and nurses are the mechanics. You are the car.AlathCarmel IN
I hope all heal up nicely. Your in the running for room mate of the year.Gerry
Bleh, hospitals suck.Thanks for taking the time to clarify for me in the comments on my blog!
Glad you were there to help.
Hope ya mend up quick, Ma X.Girls ... take care o' bizness. Rest. Repeat.
Hospitals seem to have forgotten their primary mission in favor of vampiring ever-more money from the throat of government/insurers. They have created a vast state-like bureaucracy to make that increasingly efficient.They're also very good at indeturing a captive and helpless (and often frightened-to-(literally)-death) clientele.I'd say, "Don't get me started," but that key was turned long ago.M
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