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I really did not know who Miss Penny was. How different to our waiting room. No one ever speaks, unless they are friends. Love your description of the patients. We still can not see a doctor in the flesh as it were.
posted by
C_C_T
on May 27, 2021 at 9:42 AM
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good story
posted by
Annicita
on May 26, 2021 at 5:38 PM
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You have such a wonderful variety of stories! Me, it depends on the person or persons and the circumstances. Once at a clinic a parent was not managing a toddler properly and a group of us who were also in the waiting room kinda bonded over our shared reactions. Great story.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on May 26, 2021 at 3:17 PM
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I am one of those that picks up a magazine and buries my nose in a most boring article. Anything but become tangled in a conversation I don't want to have. Unsociable little *itch that I am. But I used to love trains where you can people watch and make up stories about them their lives, their highs and lows.
posted by
Kabu
on May 26, 2021 at 2:42 PM
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Good afternoon
What a strange woman. She apparently didn't realize that she never gave her name. Waiting rooms are one of the most uncomfortable places for humans to gather. Too many different walks of life, some closed-off, others ready and waiting for some conversation to cut the lull.
posted by
Sherri_G
on May 26, 2021 at 11:32 AM
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Good Afternoon
I find it amazing what people talk about in waiting rooms. People come together in one common space with all different backgrounds and ideas. When they leave they are either richer for the experience or poorer for the attitude. This is what I would call life in the big city.
posted by
Goldiec
on May 26, 2021 at 10:01 AM
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