After spending time in six different doctors waiting rooms in just a weeks time, I have realized that many people have no idea how to behave in a waiting room. I spent three hours this afternoon with people who really need this lesson.
- Speak Quietly. This should fall under the realm of common sense but not once in a week have I been in a quiet waiting room. I don’t feel like hearing you chat with your husband/wife/live-in/ex/neighbor/6 people you brought with you. Read a magazine. Just be quiet.
- Don’t bring a team with you. I know that sometimes you don’t have anyone to keep the kids, but I’ve seen people drag in a crowd and fill up the whole area. And, they are loud. I don’t need an audience to feel bad.
- Kids. I don’t expect them to be perfectly still and quiet but what happened to bringing them a book or toy? Why let them maul people who are there because they don’t feel good in the first place? Not only do I not want their germs, why would you let them crawl on sick people? The thing that chaps me the most is when they act a fool and then you decide to scream at them. Back to the being quiet thing. I would rather hear a child scream than an adult.
- Life Story. Personally, I don’t want to hear it. I’m glad that you have a boyfriend now, and am sorry that he is in a lockdown facility. I also am not anxious to share my life story with you. I don’t mind chit chat about weather, or something generic. One girl today was determined to get my name. “Is your name Mary?” “Is it Jaunita?”
- Rent A Room. To the young couple who giggled, talked loudly, and tried to fit their selves into one seat: I almost gagged. Anyone who wasn’t sick before that show was wretching by the time they left. LOUD wasn’t even the word for it. Innappropriate discussions of the last time you bathed, what you washed, and how dirty your clothes are almost sent me other edge.
- Do #2 at Home. Why go the bathroom INSIDE the waiting room and saunter out 10 minutes later, rubbing your belly? Have you no shame? Your girlfriend thought it was cute, and it was the only time she had her big mouth closed, so maybe that was worth it just a little for the peace and quiet it bought. My bladder took a hit though.
- Everyone has a cell phone. Don’t wave it in my face and text and say, “Oh, was that my cell phone?” like you are the only person who ever had one.
Odds are, if I’m sick and don’t feel well, I tolerate less on the idiot scale.
Wednesday, June 9th, 2010, 8:39 pm | 
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