Bubba And the 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 assembly line? 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
histor y 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??"