A Perfect Life

I could see that this woman just might break into the company song any minute, or pin a gold star on my chest. I was beginning to think she was some kind of Stepford wife or something.

"We do still have some things to learn, but we are moving ahead with all of the best suggestions that our ladies offer."

"I am very happy to see that the company has an active suggestion program," I assumed, since that is the only thing, which I knew that would explain what she had said.

"Yes, we all try to make this company the best that it can be. Our employees are like our family, if they have a problem, then we do what we can to help them. We strive to have happy productive employees here, and I think that we have succeeded admirably," she was so enthusiastic it was hard to maintain my cynicism.

"That explains why Kylynn has been such a wonderful wife," I joked.

"I'll bet she is, if she's only a fraction of what she is here," she agreed, "Ah, here we are." She opened the door for me, followed me into the room, and introduced me to the receptionist.

"Dana McCollum, this is Vern Solman," she stated, while she penned something into a logbook.

"Kylynn's Vern? This is a pleasure Mr. Solman," she pumped my hand vigorously.

"I believe I am here for a physical?" I suggested.

"Oh, right away Mr. Solman. You just relax on the sofa out there for a few minutes while Amber and I do some paperwork."

Now this is efficiency. I didn't have to fill out a boatload of forms or documents. They were doing it for me, and it was only a few minutes until they were ready for me, "Mr. Solman? We are ready to see you now. Please follow me."

I followed the receptionist into the exam room where she asked, "Please disrobe Mr. Solman, and put on this gown." She handed me a hospital gown with little flowers all over it. I raised an eyebrow at that but took it and donned it anyway after she left.