more waiting room fun
April 23, 2010
Waiting rooms are like grocery stores in that they invite study of the minutia, since it’s common to spend a large portion of one’s life in either one.
Kim and I went to visit a spine doctor this week for some chronic pain she’s been having. The bad news is that we were visiting a spine doctor for some chronic pain issues.
The silver lining is, the appointment was south, so we got to drive past my favorite donut place in the whole world, Daylight Donuts, in Pleasant Grove. The fritters there are unlike any pastry I’ve ever had. And I’ve had a lot of pastries. All you gotta do when you roll up to Daylight is say “are the fritters hot?” Cuz if they’re hot, you don’t really have to chew them, you just mush a bit into your mouth, and they create a party in your mouth. I bought three.
And, in a dramatic come-down from Daylight’s fritters, the waiting room at the spine doctor provided a conundrum.
On the one hand, Hey look! A computer for us to use!
I mean, we get to use it, right? It’s right next to the toys. It’s just sitting there.
Except, wait, what’s that sign on the back?
Seriously? In a waiting room you’ve got an open table with a Mac on it, next to kids’ toys. The table with the Mac is not in the office portion, but the waiting room portion of the room.
But don’t touch it!
I touched it. A lot.
At least they had a decent potpourri of current magazines:
The also had a really well-stocked candy bowl. I waited for the receptionist to head into the back for something, and dashed up to the desk to take a picture. But she came back too soon, so this is what you get:
Okay, so I’m no James Bond. Austin Powers, maybe?
dug 
April 23, 2010 at 12:17 pm
Three? Three! One would feel like excess. Unless I were having it for breakfast right before RAWROD. Then it would feel just right. In fact, two might feel even more just right. But three?
April 23, 2010 at 12:23 pm
three. 3. THREE!
they just melt man, like you aren’t even eating anything, just tasting them.
it’s a good thing it’s way down in pleasant grove, and we don’t go to the spine doctor a lot.
April 23, 2010 at 12:35 pm
Really I do not see the good magazines. You know, the ones that are REALLY good for gossip but you can’t even actually purchase them like People, US and Star.
April 23, 2010 at 12:42 pm
man-o-man, i love fritters. i’ll grab one at 7-eleven, if i’m in the midst of an 70 or so mile ride. i know it’s not the same but it is a fritter. i’ve said NO to a lot of women but never to a fritter.
April 24, 2010 at 11:05 pm
Do you think they were doing some kind of psychological testing on you with the computer placement? Like, did you get the feeling that you were secretly being filmed, like those kids with the marshmallow test?