THEY SAY HELL IS SIMLIAR TO A DOCTOR'S WAITING ROOM

Dedicated to anyone who has ever been to the doctor (aka everyone):

What is it about Doctor's offices that make you feel so, well, sounds pretty elementary, but... ICKY. I don't know if it is the waiting room portion where you have to stand in line behind the man in a walker who is by himself and you are hoping to goodness that he didn't drive himself there considering he can barely take a seat without assitance in order to check in. It might be the part where you are forced to read magazines that you aren't interested in because all the ones you like are already taken. Or maybe it is the obnoxiously loud soap opera blaring in the background "oh Carlos...it is your baby dum dum daaa....." Possibly it is the lady in the corner talking on the phone so loudly in her thick asian accent thinking that because she is "in the corner" no one can hear her talking to her son Chow Min about the bad grade he got in math and what they are having for dinner and if he has fed the cat... Then there is the whole fact that you spend your time pretending to read the uniteresting airplane magazine in front of you all the while thinking "I wonder why they are here." Then the person beside you coughs and you move your arm off the rest thinking "oh, GOD! what if it is the bird flu?!!" Then someone across the room sneezes and then coughs and blows their nose, twice, to which your reaction is a simple "gross." We worry so much about these people, hoping that we don't catch what they have, when in all reality most of the people in that room are probably just there in order to adjust their antidepressants.