Unfiltered Story #364280

My Daughter’s cardiologist is Indian and usually is rude and condescending. She’s only been to him a few times but I’m fed up with his attitude and decide that we’ll look for another if his attitude doesn’t change. We are sitting in the waiting room when I notice he is walking one of his patients out. He has his hand on the patient’s shoulder and is smiling at him as he chats.

It’s our turn and we are greeted with smiles and kind greetings, he’s just about bubbling over and looks very happy. I am at a loss for the change.

A few days later I am talking with a friend, who has gone from being happy go lucky to quiet and withdrawn.

Friend “I need to let you know why I’m like this at the moment, my wife left me for an Indian doctor.”

I can’t be sure it’s the same doctor.