Flowers, Doctors, and Insanity!

Yesterday my Bootsy gave me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers! The purple one (pictured above) was my absolute favourite! That boy is too good to me :)

Today I finally went to the doctor. After a nasty cold and 2 weeks with a sore knee that happened to get better just a few days before today's appointment, I went and was sorely disappointed. I kept on feeling like my doctor was rushing the appointment and pushing me to get out of his office. What happened to good service? What happened to a doctor's concern for his patient? Is it because I'm young? I can't say that my experiences at the university health clinic were much better. Those people certainly had a stick or two up their asses. If you want EXTREMELY BAD service, you should go and visit their receptionist. If I could fire anyone from any job, she'd be the person I'd get rid of. Honestly though, if you're in customer service, and you hate dealing with people, then maybe being a receptionist isn't the job for you. I'm awful.... I know, I know.

And so, because I had a doctor's appointment today, it was the first time in a really long time I actually had dinner with my family. It wasn't quite as enjoyable as I wish it had been, but bleh. The topic of discussion was dating and according to my mother, how a person should ONLY date within their culture/race. It made me think of an article in today's paper that talked about the barriers in accommodating a racially and culturally diverse population such as Toronto. The basic gist of it was that although we encourage all of these cultures to come and flourish in a city as wonderful and tolerant as Toronto, there has been increasing tension between generational and cultural gaps. I think I'm victim of that too. Well maybe equally victim and instigator. It's too bad that much of my parents' generation don't see people for who they are first, but rather what their skin colour might represent, or what their peers might think of them if anything out of their cultural norm happens. As human beings we should learn to embrace each other for who we are and be both accepting and understanding. Goodness knows how long that will take for older generations to catch on-- that is if they ever do.....