A Sort-Of House Call

A doctor in our office just told me the funniest story, and I just had to share it with you.

Apparently, he was getting lunch at the Burger King down the street, when a patient of his noticed him. He seemed extremely glad to see his doctor at such an informal setting. "Even you eat at Burger King? It must be healthy! "

This was a doctor who usually wouldn't be caught dead at a fast food restaurant. He was actually picking up lunch for our receptionist as part of losing a bet. As part of the deal, he couldn't go through the drive-thru, either, he had to go inside. (Have I ever mentioned just how nice our doctors are?)

So he was friendly with this patient, and the lines were all long, leaving them both with plenty of time to socialize. The patient suddenly went quiet, and seemed to hem and haw. The doctor sensed the man was trying to say something but couldn't. Finally, the patient quietly said something about a rash on his genitalia.

The doctor was just about to suggest that he make an appointment, when the man dropped his trousers. Right there--in the line at Burger King! The patient immediately realized what he'd done and pulled up his drawers. He headed out of the restaurant like a shot, saying he would call the office. The doctor just shook his head and laughed it off, as did everyone around him.

When he got back to our office, the doctor gave the receptionist her lunch and said he would bet her french fries that he knew the name of the patient who just called to make an appointment. He was done eating the fries by the time he told her how he knew.