Today Mom and I nearly started a riot in Dr. Tusa's waiting room...she had an appointment and I thought how fun to tell her she was going for a tattoo. Well,you know how the most bizarre things stick in her mind.
We are filling out paper work (I am) and Mom strikes up a conversation with a man sitting next to her who looks like he escaped from a carnival. He has a number of tattoos, all visible and all apparently done in jail. She proceeds to tell him about her tattoo that she is getting today from Dr. Tusa and how it is covered by her insurance.
Well, that brings on the chick sitting directly across from us who is there for a workman's comp claim but has a tiny butterfly tattoo on her ankle, the one that has been hurt and she wants to know when Dr. Tusa started doing tatts (short for tattoos)? She got her tatts from the Ringmaster.
And of course everyone wants to know how in the world this is covered by insurance. Well we all know the the Lord has been giving me special attention here lately and sure enough..Elise Bridgewater is called back to see the doctor. As we are going thru the door, I hear the chick talking to a boy behind her and his Mom about how she's going to check into this insurance deal....she never knew tatts were covered under insurance.
I didn't even tell Dr. Tusa about the horrible rumor brewing in the waiting room...I thought I would let it be a surprise..
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Give it a couple of days. There will be a big story in the news about Dr. Tusa being investigated for insurance fraud - running a tatoo parlor in his back office and reporting it to insurance companies as a broken ankle, sprained wrist, etc. You and your Mom will be referred to as the "mysterious" women who cracked the case.
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