Observations from the Lobby

 

POST created on Aug 9th, this one is OLD news found in drafts this is PRE- knee surgery

Part 2 of entertaining myself while waiting on My Man to get his stress test.

I decided to put cell on selfie and see what I saw, first it was these lights and then I peered over to see what was behind me.

After taking all these photos, I stood up to pace and sitting on the front desk was a big sign.

No Videos or Recordings Allowed

OOPS! then  I thought, I did not do video or recording, only photos which were not mentioned.

I watched and of course listened to all who chose to visit their doctor while I was suffering in the hard chairs.

A lady OLDER than ME, went to the desk and said, I want to pick up my letter that says I am allowed to go back to work!

What? she looks to old to be working. Of course they did not have it, and she said, so and so said she would leave it and the desk person who was about as friendly as a rattler, said it is not here. I sat and thought wow that is SHOCKING, no letter to be found.

She had to sit and Wait which gave me a few more minutes of entertainment.

She left and two women came from the back rooms. 

One was every day of 90 or more years and was just adorable.

She had on black flowered leggins, dressy sandals and a Black Lace Top!

If you follow me, you know I have wondered if I am to old to wear leggins.

She answered my ponderings. No I am not. She was precious! 

And comfy

Fascinating Sunny Glass Tiles. the colors are from plants and flowers outside.

I am easily entertained. I planned where I could put a glass wall in my living room.

Lobby Waiting and my Observations

 

Sitting on these chairs that look, oh so comfy, while waiting on Bob's Stress test, I "forced" myself to open my cell camera.

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The wall the entrance was on, was all glass brick, the brilliant sun reflected off the art pieces on wall and tables and created moving art work as the breezes blew. 

With nothing to do for over 2 hours, I counted the number of people who came through.

There were 36 total, and 60 % of those  were men alone. 

I sighed thinking, why oh why didn't  my man come alone.

There were on two under the age of 70's and they were pushing their mother in a wheel chair. 

This office name is Cardiology Vascular Vein Center.

Nuff said?

Nada, NO one, NOT ONE, wanted to talk to me! Sigh!

I entertained myself with my cell and thoughts!

The puffy part sinks down to the hard bottom, and the wood cuts off circulation of the legs.

"they leave the chairs like this because it is a cardiovascular vein center"

(cut the circulation and make those veins bulge and hurt, and I speak for experience)

Each time the lobby was empty, I paced. 

I asked this man if my pacing bothered him, he just looked up from phone and said No!

Arrrhhhh

"evidently this man got the memo on what color to wear"