Guarding the city. The day is summer, doctors on vacation, patients with pain go with an endless flow.
Suddenly, the administrator of the clinic rushes into the office and, looking at me with huge horror eyes, reports that there is a man sitting down there, just three days ago released from the prison, where he spent eight years for murder. And now he has a tooth pain, he is aggressive, we will all die and what to do?! to
The assistants start a slight tremors, so I have to go for the killer to the reception. There, among women, children and the elderly, he sits, barely fit into a chair, with a thick-headed beard grumbling, one-on-one like me, only twenty centimeters higher, heavier and all in tattoos.
I kindly invite him to the office. I ask what I can help.

“You know, doc,” replies the giant, “I haven’t been to doctors in the last few years. My tooth is sick, I can’t stand it. I actually, shamefully adds the buggy, chew you as I fear, so you, doc, please be more careful.

I am so careful. I don’t want him to stay here for another eight years.

In short, I healed a scary tooth, he left pleased, wanted to become a constant patient, but I politely lied that we were overcrowded and new patients are not taken yet.
He breathed out with relief, and the assistant is already leading the next patient. A small glass like that, weighing from my cat. The man is dissatisfied that he had to wait a long time, looks badly under his glasses, well, we are all off, after the killer, no one is afraid of us. Strictly explain to him that there is a live turn, and whoever does not want to wait can go to the pharmacy for paracetamol. I see, angry, even a pair of ears coming out. I was just going to look him in the mouth, as the administrator again enters the office with the question:

"Doctor, the previous patient to whom you treated pulpitis, well, the lawyer, asks, can we still write it as an exception?

What other lawyer? I am not lulling.

And the glasses don’t stand:

Will you cure me? I was more respected in prison than in your barracks.

What a deceitful appearance.

Dmitry Shahin