Back from the Mariner, unpacking and repacking for the Lirica on 12/7. Here&#39;s a laugh for you all.<br />
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Those of us who spend much time in a doctor&#39;s office should appreciate this&#33; <br />
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Doesn&#39;t it seem that more and more that physicians are running their practices like an assembly line? <br />
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Here&#39;s what happened to Bubba:<br />
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Bubba walked into a doctor&#39;s office and the receptionist asked him what he had. Bubba said, â€œShingles.&quot; So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat.<br />
Fifteen minutes later a nurse&#39;s aide came out and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, &quot;Shingles&quot;. So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Bubba to wait in the examining room.  A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, â€œShingles&quot;. So the nurse gave Bubba a blood test, a<br />
blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his clothes and wait for the doctor.<br />
An hour later the doctor came in and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said,  &quot;Shingles.&quot;<br />
The doctor asked,  &quot;Where?&quot;<br />
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Bubba said, &quot;Outside on the truck. Where do you want them??&quot;