One day after I had been working for Phyllis Diller for about a year, she made a very strange remark” “You know I had a doctor’s visit yesterday. I had to wait for over half an hour.” She was making notes in her calendar, and it was clear that she was irritated. “I may have to fire him,” she added. “I beg your pardon?” “The doctor. I might have to fire him.” “You can fire a doctor?” She gave me that look she used when her patience was being sorely tried. “Well, of course I can fire him. I pay him. He’s my employee.” Wow, what a concept: the doctor as an employee. Yes, it sticks in my craw, too, waiting as the humble petitioner to be allowed a few minutes with the All Knowing, All Powerful One whose time was was so much more valuable than mine. It didn’t make… Read More »