The patient numbers kept increasing. I just don't like scanning eleven patients in three hours. I would scan eleven patients in eight hours normally at my old job. I brought that to the doctor's attention one day. He almost called me a liar. First thing he had to do was look at the schedule. Counted out loud the number of patients. I think he might have counted it two or three times because he couldn't believe it.
The next day, SURPRISE, I only had three people to scan. He came in earlier than me! The office had two machines so we don't have to wait to do a scan. He started before me, and put twice as many patients on his schedule. Why? I only had three patients. I would get a patient finished and he would be backed up. Patients would be waiting for him. I said, "don't you want me to help you catch up?" Of course his answer was a definite, "NO."
The waiting room was the only exit I could take when it was time to go to the other office. I wanted to hide my face when I left because he was so backed up I didn't want anyone see me leave. I could have done their scan.
The afternoon office was great. No problems there. I told one of the doctors that if they needed another person to fill an opening, I will take it.
Something else to add to the list of "What else can happen?"... My medicine is making me be
DR. JEKYLL and MR. HYDE.