I once had an appointment with a supposedly great doctor. It took months to get the referral appointment. When I finally got to see him, it was a warm summer day. His office was about 6′ x 6′ – almost claustrophobic in size. Imagine my surprise to find out that this “great” healer eschewed (I have always wanted to use this word) not only deodorant, but basic personal hygiene. His shirt was a dingy whitish-grey shade and even his tie was stained. I couldn’t tell you anything about the appointment because it was impossible to concentrate – I just wanted to get out of there, the sooner the better because his “aroma” filled the entire room. I never returned for a follow up.
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