The day is over. Mary left. I wander out in the hallway and am waiting for the elevator.
An older gentlemen in a tweed cap comes up to me:
Tweed Cap: "Excuse me, where is the cardiology suite?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Um, there's a cardiologist on the 4th floor, and another on the 8th. Do you know the doctor's name?"
Tweed Cap: "No, my sister had a heart attack earlier, and they told me she was here, in room 745."
Dr. Grumpy: "Oh, you're looking for the hospital. That's across the street."
Tweed Cap: "This isn't the hospital?"
Dr. Grumpy: "No, it's an office building."
Tweed Cap: "It looks like the hospital."
Dr. Grumpy: "No, you have to go outside, head east, and cross the street. There's a foot bridge over traffic."
The elevator opens and I get in it. So does Tweed Cap. I go down to the parking garage under the building and get out. So does Tweed Cap.
Tweed Cap: "So now we are in the hospital?"
Dr. Grumpy: "Uh, no, this is a parking garage."
Tweed Cap: "But it connects to the hospital, doesn't it?"
Dr. Grumpy: "No. See that staircase over there? Take it up 1 flight, and you'll see the hospital right in front of you. There's a bridge across the street there, and you can take it right over."
Tweed Cap: "Thank you."
He got back in the elevator and the doors closed.
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