59 Bad Doctor

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I worked for a group of doctors when I first came to NYC, and it was an eye-opening experience.

The one thing I learned that I didn’t know, was that the drug companies spent a ridiculous amount of money feeding doctors offices. There was hardly a day where there wasn’t some suited up young drug rep with copious amounts of breakfast and lunch, lingering in the hallway, waiting to push their wares on the doctors.

One Friday, there was food set up for us by the drug reps, and my favorite doctor in the practice went to make a plate for lunch. She dropped the plate of hot food on the floor, and stared at it for a second. Then she made herself another plate and walked out of the pantry, leaving the food on the carpeted floor for someone else to clean up.

I grabbed some paper towels, and angrily cleaned up after the doctor. The whole time I was thinking, “How could she just walk away? Surely she wasn’t raised like that!” It was at that moment I realized my place in the office, and everything felt different after that.

As time went on, I realized that working for doctors was different from anything I had ever done. The rules were different and it was really challenging. At times it felt more like being a poorly paid personal assistant than an office assistant.

Although in their defense, dealing with the patients in the office was harder than serving tables in Times Square. But that is another story, for another day.

Have a great weekend!

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