Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Going to Paris is like getting an appendectomy

Hospitals are a lot like airports, I discovered today. For instance:
1. You log a lot of time in uncomfortable chairs next to strange people.
2. You want to check in and see how things are going with the desk, but know they don't want to be bothered.
3. You have an irrational anxiety to stay close to the unit/gate, even though you know that the results/flights won't be ready for over an hour.
4. You pay too much for parking and food.
5. There are endless mazes of corridors and terminals, and suspicious unmarked doors.
6. The time of day doesn't mean anytime beyond its relation to how long you've been waiting.
7. There's a pervasive smell of coffee, cleaning agents, and recycled air.

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