My doctor recently moved his practice to National Jewish Medical And Research Center and I went to visit him soon after the food poisoning incident (which was probably caused by something I ate on that Thursday and not Friday) in his new digs. National Jewish is strangely laid out compared to other medical centers, but, after being there for five minutes, I realized the simple logic of it and the place was then a breeze to navigate.

In the center of the building is a huge waiting room with at least six doors connecting it to other areas. I took my paperwork to the woman at the podium — almost as if she were our Maitre De — who then had me seated. National Jewish is known for its respiratory knowledge which is the reason Andrew Speaker, the TB guy and personal injury lawyer (Irony alert!), was here in Denver. The room was filled with the elderly all on oxygen. Yes, I asked the same question — why the hell are you in Denver?

As I meandered through the crowd, my eyes set upon this rather large feller in overalls, big, bushy beard, and a ball cap. He stuck out against the tide of blue hair and floral prints. I read his ball cap. I almost dropped my iPod as I was trying to choke down a boisterous laugh. Here in the middle of National Jewish was a stereotype of a older redneck wearing a hat that read:

A firm believer in Jesus.

Whether he understood the irony or not, it did taste delicious.

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