We have this daily affirmation we try to do in the office. Part of it states, " I am a new patient magnet." We have a goal of 7 new patients per week, which is fairly reasonable. Yesterday morning in about a span of one hour I took calls for 6 people who wanted to schedule appointments as a new patient this week. The insurance girl put up a sticky note on my computer declaring that I was indeed THE new patient magnet of the day. Later in the day a current patient saw the sign and asked what it meant so I explained. His response cracked me up.
With a deranged glint in his eye and a maniacal grin like Jack Nicholson's in The Shining he announced, "If you are a magnet for new patients, I am flypaper for freaks!"
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and i am quicksand for...
i can't think what i'm quicksand for, but there's a metaphor in there somewhere
I feel myself being pulled eastward. . . And my back is suddenly in need of an adjustment. . .
Wow. . . that's powerful stuff!
Well, I always find myself in the middle...Am I a Medium?
LOL........I feel the same way as that guy sometimes.
Once I was sitting somewhere, either Boston Common or Washington Square Park, I forget. Anyway, I was sitting on a bench watching a particularly good "freak show." One of the freakiest of the freaks joined me on the bench. We exchanged pleasantries &c. and watched the others. He turned to me and said:
"Man, there's some craaaazy muthaf***ers out there!"
Yep.
I'm not surprised that you're a patient magnet. It sounds like yours is a great place to work and be treated.
...and then you discharged pepper spray in his eyes? Ah, I DO like a happy ending. :-P
The freaks make the day more fun!
That patient is part of my weridos like me union.
Oh, God, I guess that makes me a lure for narcissists.
I find myself in situations much the same as Cricket's. Bonafide freaks will seek me out and give play-by-play concerning other freaks passing by. In that scenario, I guess I'm the color commentator :-)
If only all the new patients could be as awesome as The Flypaper for Freaks...
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