Yeah, YOU are the ONLY Person in the World that Matters

Dear Ass:

I realize that the two rooms they have at the pediatrician's office for "well" and "sick" children are pretty much bullshit. I mean, COME ON? Am I to believe that germs are incapable of floating across the lobby? Not to mention the fact that the bathroom is on the sick side, so that the "well" children have to go into the heart of Germ Country to take a piss.  Also, once you get into the exam room, who knows who was there before you with what disease. That stupid little piece of paper they put down on the exam table is supposed to do what? Anyway, I digress.

Taking an OBVIOUSLY sick child into the WELL waiting room is completely ludicrous. I mean seriously, who do you think you are? Are you SO SPECIAL that you think you are entitled to expose all of the WELL children in the Well Waiting Room to your nasty kid's barfing, rash covered, pink eyed, disgusting-ness? Who the fuck ARE you?

Are you famous? Are you Royalty? Are you an Alien? A Time-traveler?

Do us all a favor and get in your time machine and set the clock to a time when Doctor's made housecalls and leave the rest of us alone.

HEALTHY and ALONE.

Love,

ME