Bazza 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 doctors are running their practices like an assembly line?
Here's what happened to Bazza:
Bazza walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist asked him what he had. Bazza said: 'Shingles.' So she wrote down his name, address, medicare number and told him to have a seat.
Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked Bazza what he had.
Bazza said, 'Shingles' So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Bazza to wait in the examining room..
A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bazza what he had. Bazza said, 'Shingles..' So the nurse gave Bazza a blood test, a blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Bazza to take off all his clothes and wait for the doctor.
An hour later the doctor came in and found Bazza sitting patiently in the nude and asked Bazza what he had.
Bazza said, 'Shingles.' The doctor asked, 'Where?'
Bazza said, 'Outside on the truck. Where do you want me to unload 'em??'