What a difference a joke can make.
I was at my primary physician’s office early this morning, waiting to take my yearly physical. As I looked at the exam table, I could hear the words of Jerry Seinfeld bounce around my brain:
“They have that butcher paper pulled out over the table. Sometimes I bring a pickle and put it next to me on the table, in case the doctor wants to fold the whole thing up for a to-go order.”
Now, that’s a classic story.