Bubba Had Shingles
Those of us who spend much time in a doctor's office
should appreciate this! Doesn't it seem more and more
that physicians are running their practices like an
Here's what happened to Bubba:
Bubba walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist
asked him what he had. Bubba said: 'Shingles.'
So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance
number and told him to have a seat.
Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked
Bubba what he had.
Bubba said, 'Shingles.' So she wrote down his height,
weight, a complete medical history and told Bubba to
wait in the examining room.
A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba
what he had. Bubba said, 'Shingles.' So the nurse gave
Bubba a blood test, a blood pressure test, an
electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his
clothes and wait for the doctor.
An hour later the doctor came in and found Bubba
sitting patiently in the nude and asked Bubba what
he had. Bubba said, 'Shingles.'
The doctor asked, 'Where?'
Bubba said, 'Outside on the truck. Where do you
want me to unload 'em??'