They are rough, man. I've had to do that before. It's not an easy job. Yet, I find myself being even more of a brat than Paula is. I should know better. I do know better. I'm just that cruel that I do it anyways...
My chiropractor has a new receptionist. She seems quite nice. She has no idea who I am since she wasn't there for the past year when I was showing up twice a week for help. So when I'm trying to pay my bill and Paula goes off right in her face, I should probably stop and explain...
Do I?
Nope.
I smile and say thank you and am on my way. I'm kind of a brat like that. Maybe next time she'll ask me questions...
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