music : 1234 by feist
so i went for my "annual" physical exam today. i am scared of doctors and dentists so today's appointment wasn't exactly exciting. when i arrived for my physical, i was a bit comforted by the fact that the attending medical assistant was filipino. well, comfort my eye! by the time i left the doctor's office i wanted to scream at somebody.
just like most respectful pinoys, i was raised to respect elders (to the best of my ability). and so after the usual questions of which part of the philippines we were both from, manong medical assistant then proceeded to ask me questions that were not health related. how old was i? how come i don't have kids? how old is the husband? this that and the other thing. i politely answered his questions without being rude. i said to myself. manong medical assistant is very old school, must bite your tongue and don't say anything rude. he told me the best thing about being married/the purpose of being married is having children. gee, watson, i wonder why i am single again.
and so i sauntered off the good doctor's office, making a mental note to make sure manong medical assistant won't be assisting me next time i go back there.
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I remember my own experience with a medical assistant who, although he was friendly, also asked intrusive questions. The medical checkup was done at work for it was sponsored by the company. He kept asking me several times if I was paid very well at that company, that maybe I was making a lot of money working for my company. I just smiled and ignored the questions.
That was a bit tacky of him to ask me such questions given that that was the first time we met. Why do Pinoys love to ask very personal questions? Why do they need to know such details? Will that help them determine if I should be a friend to them or not? Sigh. :(
ay naku, this is why i know i am not yet ready to face the old "well-meaning" folks in my hometown. i would not want to dishonor my mom if i say anything snappy to them. i am sorry to hear of your similarly unpleasant experience at the doctor's office. can you imagine how i felt when i walked out that office today? what a bridget jones moment
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