A friend of mine was a dentist and also a very good jazz pianist. He got increasingly tired of his dental practice and decided to terminate it. So he played jazz all day in his consulting room and treated his patients in a careless and cavalier fashion, like "Well, come in then, sit down and let's have a look at your gnashers....".
He was actually a very funny guy, and the result was the opposite of what he'd imagined. His patients told all their friends about him, he got a flood of new clients and his practice doubled in size.
He was actually a very funny guy, and the result was the opposite of what he'd imagined. His patients told all their friends about him, he got a flood of new clients and his practice doubled in size.