Ok, I work at the Endoscopy Center. I wear cute little scrubs with an Endoscopy Center logo. I just want to say that just because I am wearing these scrubs, that does not give you a free card to discuss your hemorroids with me. I don't even know if I spelled hemorroids right. That's because I could care less about learning about it. So, when I walk into the convenience store and come up to the counter with my bottle of water and ask for a pack of cigarettes, just ring up my water and cigarettes. Please don't say,"Oh, you work at the Endo-scopee Center?" "Yes, I do." But that's NOT have you pronounce it!!! And don't say,"Let me ask you a question. How long should I go before calling a doctor about my bleeding hemorroids?" EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! I am a freaking receptionist!!! I don't know!!! You're making me gag!! I don't see butts! I don't do procedures!! I know nothing!! I just work there!!! This is not something that has just happened once. It's has happened more than a few times. I'm scared to go anywhere in public until I go home and change out of my scrubs!!
Sick. Sick. Disgusting. Really.
I'm just saying.
