Waiting room by Tracy Crisp | Sep 17, 2007 | old school blogging | 3 comments I am the youngest person there, perhaps by twenty years, and the only other women – two of them – are wives. 3 Comments Karen on September 21, 2007 at 11:35 am I have to ask – were you lining up for a PROSTATE EXAMINATION? Reply ThirdCat on September 21, 2007 at 9:37 pm good guess – and, I admit, not something I had thought of. But no. Do you want to guess again, or do you want me to tell you? Reply Karen on September 23, 2007 at 4:07 pm Both, of course. Okay, where are all these old men? Well, you’re not so old, so they’re not ancient. Dental tech’s office? Lawyer – perhaps you’re making a will? Orthopaedic surgeon – got a dicky hip? I am mainly thinking of medical things, because of the holding-pen nature of their appointment practices. Who else makes people assemble to await an audience with them. I know! You have made a quick trip to the Vatican! Perhaps not. Put me out of my misery, please! Reply Submit a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.