Certain things will automatically earn people a special place in my heart. Today it was the fact that the Dr. I went to see had a typewriter.
The whole office had obviously been his for awhile. I was seated in a brand new room, with the fancy electronic check up table, computer, automated everything, and magazine rack. The Dr. popped his head in and told me to follow him down the hall to his office. Much roomier, kind of an older feel. A classic exam table (with all of the functions of the other just not of the automation), degrees and awards on the wall, and a desk with more than just a computer. This desk had books, pencils, a couple computers (shoved as out of the way yet still accessible as possible), and a typewriter.
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