I had to go to the doctor today. The reason’s not important. Here’s what is:
It took my doctor 10 minutes to describe my symptoms into a government-mandated voice recognition system.
In the old days, the doctor took notes. Now, he has to recite his observations into a Mad Men-era dictaphone. “Male, age 48, blood pressure one-twenty-one over seventy-three … “
The damn machine (government medical technology) couldn’t understand half the doctor’s words.
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