My T has double-booked me twice in eight years. Both times I was the one who was bumped, and both times she made it up to me.
The second time was interesting. The other patients got to the door first, but when I rang T came out to see me. She apologised: could I come back in an hour? Luckily, I was feeling particularly buoyant that day.
But I saw some interesting things in her face. She was embarassed that this had happened, and she was concerned that I might feel rejected, and she felt helpless.
And I checked with her about this when I got back. I had read her feelings correctly.
As an Aspergic I have trouble reading faces, but if I see someone often enough, I can learn their expressions. It felt good to be right for a change!
PS: I long saw T as something superhuman, and I was intimidated by this. In spite of the rejection, it felt good to see her at a disadvantage for once! I told her, "I treasure your mistakes because they are so rare."
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