The Lady's Doctor

So, yesterday I had a doctor's appt.

There were 2 doctors in the practice, mine retired.
For some reason, I decided to go to a new practice.
Then decided to return to this practice which I had been
going to for close to 20 years.
So in I walk.

Hmmmm........

At first I thought, "wow, look at all those
supportive husbands".
Then I decided to go up to that frosted glass sliding window.
You know the one...where the office workers think they're hiding
but we can see them, but they still refuse to slide open the window
for at least 5 minutes.
So I take one of the business cards

....and this is what it said:


Yikes! I'm in the wrong place.
Wait a minute.
I'M IN THE WRONG PLACE!

So I call the office - wherever it is - on my orange iPhone.
(I love my phone)

I very politely explained that I am an "old returning" patient and
I'm at the old office.
The ding dong on the other end starts berating me:
"Why didn't you ask if we moved??"
What?!
She went on and on that if I hadn't been there in a while, I should
have asked where they were located.
I told her I never thought to because the phone number was the same.
She goes on to say I still should have asked.

Well.......
I may have raised my voice a bit

and said: "Look, I should have been there 5 minutes ago.
Just tell me where you are."
She tried to go on but I cut her off,
"JUST TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE!"
Jeez!
(I knew better than to ask her to tell me where to go)